A Snowy day and D is walking quickly with his fancy valise to have a Reininghaus beer while watching C eat hirn mit ei.
A is inspecting a just finished 1:500 model in the office
One more picture from Ljubljana, from inside the big concrete… bank(?) building with copper hats and a big red digital thermometer on top by Edvard Ravnikar. C, F, J-B and G and B staring at the mirror ceiling.
A spontaneous 24h trip to Ljubljana, Slovenia. Saw some very nice builldings by Edvard Ravnikar and ate cevapcici. B almost took off with the balloons at the market… almost
C cooking iranian “gulasch” for the christmas dinner / party in AZ4 at TU Graz. Thanks everyone for a good time!
Skalgubbar wishes a retroactive merry christmas to you all! Probably the poorest and fastest disguised santa claus in the world came to visit this christmas… with a stocking as “monoglove” and a paper sack from the supermarket. Luckily, the holiday is over for this time.
I is cooking lunch in the office. Crunchy!
C and S driving around with the stroller, while humming on a smooth tune by The Eagles.
From the depths of my fathers photo archive… R and P hanging around in the harbour, when R got his drivers license in the seventies or early eighties. Happy times!
J and J moving the speaker… man this will generate pure thunder with my Danelectro guitar!
Yes! Finally we moved in to our new fantastic music studio. I managed to capture J playing like Pete Townshend …but with a bass …and not plugged in.
J with her nice golden Miyata (with Shimano 600) after participating in the annual Halloween bike race Svart Katt in Göteborg. All black. All corpse paint. All evil.
When the Swedish version of hurricane St Jude, a.k.a Simone swept in over Göteborg, the wind force was a bit disappointing. Here’s P and A walking against an insanely strong though anonymous wind a few months before.
Yes I know, many children on the blog right now… but being an uncle comes with responsibilities. Going to museums for example.
H and S sitting in the sofa after a few hours with some serious intake of sugar and disco music at J and K’s moving in party.
J takes a moment to capture autumn on the go.
J make his skalgubbar debut as a thrift store peacock, an autumn day on Hisingen.
I spent the weekend at my sisters farm, enjoying the life as a farmer and the yearly shit shoveling tradition in the stable. Here I am watching the big pile of horse shit rolling out on the Oliver Superior shit spreader machine from 1939.