On a Mission

Granddad to the rescue! Next week I'll be going to Sweden to help my son and family with moving chores, like decorating, laying floors and suchlike. Little Amanda will soon have a sibling so they are moving into a house with room for an expanding family. It will be lovely to see them again, although I suspect it will be hard work as well.

After that we will go to France to see to our own house there and have some proper holiday. But in August it is time to head north yet again to Stockholm to welcome the new family member. So there will be a lot of to-ing and fro-ing this summer and consequently my blogging will suffer. But don't despair, I will travel with my trusted camera and might just have some decent pictures and stories to share on my return. Until then, Auf Wiedersehen!

Summer Visitors

This is the season for visits from Sweden, where schools finish earlier than in both the UK and Germany. We have had my brother with parts of his family with us for a week, hence the lack of blog posting and reading. They enjoyed our regular places of interest, such as Roermond with its Factory Outlet in Holland where my brother tried this leather jacket on, but did not get the wifely approval!

Funnily enough, it was us blokes who managed to come away with some purchases, running gear for keeping fit, keeping the old engine going!

Another must when we have visitors is to take them to Düsseldorf with its Königsallé and lovely old town by the Rhine. It is always a success, and this time it was the night of (Germans, look away now!) the German defeat to the excellent Spanish football team. I wonder how sad these young people would have looked only a few hours later.

We also visited more local places such as restaurants and cafés, but since the weather was good almost all of the time, we could have BBQ:s and breakfasts outdoors. Yummy!

Our visitors enjoyed their stay, and I could catch up a little with my brother whom I don't see that often. I also had a great week, and say thank you to him for most of the pictures above.

Birka – The Old Viking Capital

When we were in Stockholm some weeks ago we also took the opportunity to visit the island of Björkö, where once the main Viking settlement Birka was situated in what was to become Sweden. We went on a sightseeing boat from the Town Hall with running commentary from an archaeologist as we made our way westward on Lake Mälaren. It was a very pleasant two hours in glorious sunshine.

When we got there we were also guided around by the same archaeologist, dressed in Viking style. He showed us some of the many funeral mounds, what remained of the walls and many other interesting features. This was all in English since his audience represented many nationalities.

On the island there is also a small museum which displays, among other things, a model of a Viking village. A restaurant provides those without picnic baskets a decent meal at quite a price, as usual. But on the whole it was a wonderful experience, and I would certainly recommend it to anyone with the slightest interest in the past, and of course a lovely day out!

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Elephant Hawk Moth

The other night a big moth flew in through the open patio doors, presumably attracted by the light. I tried to chase it out before I closed the doors, but it disappeared, and I thought, Oh well I'll find it dead in the morning somewhere. When I put out the breakfast bowls in the kitchen before bedtime, I spotted the moth on the floor. Quickly I got a glass out and intended to catch it in order to set it free outside. It did not move much, only enough to attach itself to the outside of the glass.

It was then that I discovered how beautiful it was. Wow! The moth seemed content to just sit there, making no attempt to fly off. So I got the camera out and got some stunning pictures. I later researched it on the net and found that it was an Elephant Hawk Moth, quite common in both the UK and on the European continent. Did you know there are such colourful moths out there? I thought they were all grey or pale brown, but this!?

On a sadder note, I discovered that our garden had turned into some nasty killing fields. As you might remember I feed the birds all year, and at this particular time there are a great number of them, in particular since they all have had little ones. But next to the feeding place there is a shrub, that until yesterday had like a skirt of branches hanging down, a perfect hiding place for cats. You can guess the rest. I found a total of fifteen (15!) Great Tits, mostly young ones, in various states of decay under that shrub. There are still loads of them, but sometimes I can't help but think that Mother Nature is very cruel. I had seen birds getting caught on a couple of occasions, but it wasn't until I lifted up the low branches that I discovered the whole gruesome truth. The most annoying thing about it is that the cats don't eat them, they just kill them. I know it is instinct rather than malice, but anyway. Consequently I trimmed the shrub so there is now nowhere to hide. It looks rather like a big fat lollipop, round on top and held up by a cluster of wooden stems.

 

I'm Back!

You thought I had vanished into the outer blogosphere, didn't you? Since I got back from Sweden I have been busy with the real world, real life and I have also had some more techie problems with my PC. What's new? Well, I had a fab time, a fantastic time in my old country. There were two main events, two main reasons for going, my nephew's wedding and a niece's school graduation party.

Wedding

The wedding took place in a small village church in a beautiful part of Sweden. After the wedding ceremony everybody walked down to an old country mansion behind two musicians playing the "nyckelharpa". We were taken by two "Pied Fiddlers" to a wonderful evening.

We were treated to champagne, canapés and other nibblies in an octagonal (?) folly on top of a grassy knoll overlooking a sunlit lake ...

... where the bride's father first said a few words ...

... and then the two toastmasters laid down the law for the evening.

As you can see for yourselves it was formal dress code, white tie for the gents and long dresses for the ladies. Here is yours truly with son and brother.

After an absolutely delicious dinner, with twenty-five (25!) speeches, we finally got round to some dancing, old and young alike.

The band played music from the 60's to contemporary music. They were all professional musicians and knew their stuff, playing their socks off. How's this for an action shot?

Some party that was! We all got to bed very, very late, but happy. It certainly was a night to remember.

Graduation

Another happy night to remember was my niece's graduation the following week. Tradition has it that you come out on the school steps, one group at a time, with a special graduation hat on. You are met outside by family and friends, holding a sign with (often) a childhood photo and your name on it. You are then treated to lots of hugs, kisses and flowers.

Next you are transported home in style and greeted, yet again, by family and friends.

After that you party all night long. And even us oldies wear our old "studentmössa", a little discoloured, but otherwise intact after 41 years.

In a later post I will take you on a boat trip from Stockholm to (what remains of) Birka, the old Viking Capital, in Lake Mälaren.

I Have Been Blogged!

The other day I had an email which I thought looked a little suspicious. The sender had a name similar to those behind a lot of the spam I get into my Gmail account, advertising extensions of the male organ, replica watches and Viagra. The reason they find my email account is of course the fact that I use my first name, which is a very common Swedish name, and a two-digit number. So the machines generating possible addresses will always find accounts like mine. I delete spam every day. (No offence to the email author intended.)

The email said -

Dear Fruits of My Mind author,

Our editors recently reviewed your blog and have given it an 8.0 score out of (10) in the Personal Blogs category of Blogged.com. This is quite an achievement! We evaluated your blog based on the following criteria: Frequency of Updates, Relevance of Content, Site Design, and Writing Style. After carefully reviewing each of these criteria, your site was given its 8.0 score.

Can this be right, I thought. Google! That's what I did, and found that it was indeed a genuine company in California, much like Technorati and others. It was not a trick to make me go to a website that would infect my computer, or at least try to. I have all the latest up-to-date protection possible, so I am not worried really. Only one little problem; the description of my blog was obviously someone else's. It looked like I was some sort of Christian fanatic, and I left the church in 1973! So I emailed back and pointed this out. Believe it or not, but I got an answer within two days that it had been corrected. Boy, was I surprised! Somebody had actually read my blog, bothered to answer and corrected the mistake. Only one thing for them to sort out now, the tags mentioned are completely wrong. I bet I will get an email tomorrow saying they've done it already!

I have been rather busy lately and not had time to read my regular blogs (sorry!) and not blogged myself either. And it's getting worse; I will be off to Sweden for two weeks on Monday to attend a nephew's wedding and a niece's school graduation party, which is a very BIG THING in Sweden. It's tough, but I have to party for two weeks! ;-) See you all later. There might even be pictures when I return.

Great Tits in the Attic

We have an attic that we really do not use for anything more than keeping some cardboard boxes with old books in, which means we hardly ever go up there. As my regular readers know, we have many birds and other animals in our garden. Of late I have noticed some strange sounds coming from the attic, as if some creature was walking on the hatch in the ceiling on the upstairs landing.

Was it squirrels? I went up into the cobweb-filled attic to have a look about a week ago and couldn’t spot anything. But yesterday I decided to try again, and this is what I saw when I looked into the world of the cobweb after having carefully closed all the doors to neighbouring rooms.

This baby bird was totally confused, as you also can see in the video below. He just sat there, bewildered. Behind and above him other birds, most likely the parents, were flying around sounding agitated. All of a sudden I understood why the bird song had been so prominent lately. After a while I gently closed the hatch again and went downstairs and outside to continue to video. It is not bad having both a well-protected nest and your own airspace for flying lessons!

(Sorry about doubling some over-lay text in the video.)

ABBEY - Oh no! Not again! (cont.)

It all started early in the autumn and I blogged about it in January. Abbey is my main UK bank where I used to do internet banking several times a week. Living abroad, internet banking is crucial, and it worked wonderfully well until I had to cancel all my credit/debit cards, internet accounts, passwords and usernames because I was pick-pocketed and lost my Palm handheld computer. I was not 100% sure that I had left it in secure mode, which could make it possible for someone to access very sensitive information, as you might understand. Everything was there, albeit some in coded Swedish. I was close to panic stations.

However I managed to prevent the misuse of the information through a series of phone calls. Most replacement cards and new passwords arrived without delay, with one major exception, those from the Abbey. After a while new bank cards were delivered, but the two secret pieces of information that I needed for internet banking never materialised. I rang again and again and again. I spoke to call centre workers, who all assured me that I would have them within a couple of weeks. As if! Over several months I tried four times in vain.

Then, the fifth time, I was redirected to another call centre that dealt with slightly different banking matters, where I managed to speak to a gentleman who seemed to sound like he knew what he was talking about. You know, when you listen to the voice, full of confidence and conviction, you just know that this is a proper bank person. He actually hinted at the possibility that a high intake of new call centre staff had made it difficult to train them well enough to handle a matter such as mine, to satisfaction. I tried to suggest it might have something to do with the fact that the bank had been incorporated into the Santander Group and they had introduced a new computer system too quickly, but he would not commit to any such claim. He was perfectly correct and professional. He even gave me his extension number, which is highly unusual, and told me I could contact him again, should I not be happy with the outcome of this matter. I only wish they would stuff, sorry, staff all call centres with people like him. Thanks to Michael in Bradford I can now do internet banking with Abbey again. I salute him!

Trying Out Windows Live Writer

Interesting, I've just clicked around to find out what's there, and I discovered that when I click on "View Weblog", it actually opens my preferred Firefox. I remember reading a comment question from Rositta somewhere a few days ago regarding this. I have also downloaded ScribeFire, which I will try out later. Writing this, I notice as well that the blog colours are the right ones even here in Live Writer. Very clever. It seems to have Blogger's features and a few more. I will try and upload a photo now and see if it messes up the font like sometimes Blogger does, in particular if I have typed it up in Word first and then pasted it into Blogger. Here goes.

Well that was easy. I sharpened it and added a watermark, almost making my Corel Paint Shop Pro Photo X2 superfluous.

Checking out what's in the toolbars and drop-down menus I discover that there is a lot more to investigate. So far so good. I have now run out of time, so I will continue later. Let's see if I can post this directly from here without any problems. Fingers crossed!

The Pyramid Project

Well that was easy! My blogger friend Lynda in Cairo has just set up a new meme, which I thought at first would be very difficult to complete. The challenge was to find a pyramid of some sort somewhere. She also said it was importatnt to have fun doing it. Yeah right! I never got to have any fun because it dawned on me after a few seconds; I only needed to put my hand into my top-right desk drawer to find this….

Go on! See if you can find a pyramid.