Childhood flashback: I bought a moped when I was fifteen. It could go as fast as 50km/h, maybe a bit faster. It was really handy to have when growing up in the countryside. I “repaired” it until it broke. So I sold it.
#62
J beat the rest of us in soccer.
#61
Work is done for the day in Gråbo. B is complaining about reading pdf’s on his old phone. Added more fruit peel to the anthill. Great day!
#60
After a busy weekend with a cycling race in Malmö saturday and moving F to her new flat sunday, we celebrated with pizza, while listening to ac/dc and turkish music simultaneously. Here is J sitting at Vårväderstorget.
#58
I would like a cup of midsummer coffee please. Merci garçon!
#57
After a mano-a-mano soccer combat with some dirty tricks, J’s tshirt got torn. Nipple still attached.
#56
F decorated her nose with a thingy from a tree while walking up the hill.
#55
C came along for some ice skating this winter. He is a great ice skater with top notch balance and grace.
#54
Me and J went for a long walk a few months ago to try out the kite. No wind. It didn’t fly very far.
#53
F and I went for a small pic-nic at Boteredssjön, soy milk and cookies.
#52
J takes his Rauler road bike for a spin in Olofshöjd.
#51
I overtook H with a big smile on my face on the finish line at the singlespeed bike race Ronde van Retaard 2010. Since he is the faster rider, H was kind enough to wait for me the whole stage… but in the end I used his kindness against him.
#50
Another childhood flashback. My dad made me a shining armour (and a war-axe). Many medals of honour. I was very in to knights, romans and greeks when I was little. Later also guns and rifles. I turned out to be quite peaceful after my ‘violent’ childhood after all. Note: This was well before Game Of Thrones!
#49
Childhood flashback: When I wasn’t a knight I played in a rock band in the kitchen. Notice the road worn guitar!
#48
J went bavarian and bought himself a hat the other day. Well he didn’t, but he should have!
#47
F bought a pair of chairs at a fleemarket.
#46
After the bicycle festival last weekend, we had a coffee… and strawberries, me J and F. J likes his Rauler racing bike.
#45
We were still waiting for C to come out and play, so in the meantime J had a beer in a slow manner, sitting on the park bench. C didn’t answer on his phone. In the end we knocked on his door, he opened. It turned out to be a nice evening.