Posts Tagged ‘London’
Hugging, kissing, talking – the wonders of international hello
So good to see you
I used to wonder where she is every so often, raising my head from the laptop. But today I found out that it can be beneficial to have Sara home in bed with newspapers and tea. It makes me support those media clipping services who claim that no computer can replace a reading human being. Of course they can’t. They can’t replace a human being making Bi-Bim-Bap either. Read the rest of this entry »
Wagamama: Aussies, aluminumboats and very fresh Riesling
Single and very fresh
Sunday evening at Wagamama.
Perfect I thought, the place to go after the boat show: sore feet, rain drizzle over face, jeans and inside shoes, low blood sugar.
Wagamama just opened their first restaurant in Stockholm and it has been a hype. As if Grace Jones was coming to town. Read the rest of this entry »
Broken busses and beautiful surfaces
British thoughts under Swedish tree
Someone interviewed Johan Hakelius in Dagens Nyheter the other day. He has written a new book about extravagant British ladies, none of which are alive today. Johan is known for his love for England and long gone centuries. He is also quite cynical and not at all lagom in his statements.
His British-Swedish insights made me smile. Read the rest of this entry »
International workmen, Barcelona dust and changing perspective
London front door
I have never lived in London for more than two weeks but spent a bit of time there, especially with the headquarter of my last employer being in the UK. During that time I strongly experienced how different (working) cultures are – and how I was stuck as a German between the Swedish and the English one.
Strolling through Islington, discussing construction work drama (painting, tiling, plumbing, floors), a sudden insight suddenly struck me. Read the rest of this entry »
