One small addition.

Just wanted to say I added a link with a song that makes me long back to times gone by. Wonderful memories in Uppsala and wonderful memories of my student time. However time cannot be stopped and sometimes memories are good as memories. I mean it. Probably some of the memories would not be special if time did not go forward. To all of you, old friends out there, to my family, to special people and to present friends. And to you my angel.

A few days of spring...

For a few days Amsterdam have had weather worthy of the name spring. Bright clear blue skies and about 15 degrees around noon. Cannot remember the last time, unfortunately the memory is short when it rains almost every day. Today Sunday morning the lord is greeting us to a new day of traditional Dutch weather (look, I am unfair to this country and I believe that the Dutch people think the same as me sometimes). A co-worker usually turns to me and sais: "Stop complaining in the Netherlands we grow men!" Well in Sweden we do to but we do not need rain to do so.

Anyway a few days of spring is all that is needed to get the mood in a better shape. Will be moving to a new apartment soon. Sineing the contract on Tuesday and hope we can start to move in the week after. Also need the salary, my wallet is starving. Thought I would try to put some warm color on this grey day. Let's see if this image does the trick.

A Visit to Sweden with surprises...

So. Weekend in Sweden with a big surprise. Basically we were going to see my niece's baptism and my brother asked me to take pictures in church. I said well I can do that and got a fast film since I did not have a flash on my SLR-camera.
However, coming home I realised that I had a "slide-film" in the camera and did not want to waste it and asked my father for advice. He said well you can always save the fast one for another occasion. We looked at each other and said: "For his wedding!!" And laughed.
Well before the baptism I kind of needed to change film anyway so I did. Then when the first chord on the organ played I realised that that was exactly what I had been doing. With the 'Bride March' playing my brother, dresses in mess uniform, and his fiance, dressed in a lovely white dress with dark red ornaments, walked up the ile. We had all been fooled. Only 5 persons knew about them getting married at the same time, themselves, my sister, my sisters boyfriend and the priest. It was a very beautiful wedding. Of course my nice was baptised also. I hope to be able to put some pictures to this text in the weekend or after the weekend.