soveryjo

It is Thursday once again.

Not your usual Thursday though; it is the Thursday before the Friday that is the day we like to call MIDSUMMER!

Possibly the most important festive event in the Swedish calendar.

I know you expect me to write something detailed about the rituals which mainly evolve around a giant phallic monument decorated with flowers. However I will not enter that path, google it if you are desperate to gather info on Scandinavian paganism.

Now, where was I... Oh yes! Midsummer!

I am kidnapping Elin from her family and transporting us both + our reservoir of booze to a party in the woods. At least I think it will occur in the woods. I have to confess, I am not entirely sure, we are sort of crashing the party... sort of...

But frankly I doubt it's gonna be a problem, everyone will be too drunk to object against our presence and when we do our special party trick (double Chinese dragon face), they will thank the holy mother of Faz for our contribution to the party and all will be good in the rural hoods!

I would like to continue writing, I would LOVE to tell you all about what I did last night, why I had bacon slapped in my face and why I wasn't offended by the occurrence of this action.

Unfortunately my perspiration has a rather limiting effect on my brain and consequently I will have to end this post now and return to the pool.

so long!