Unfortunately the rest of the Friday was not quite so relaxing as I later that evening had to pay 1200kr (approximately £120) to tow the car 2 meters on the driveway. Well, actually it had to be towed from slightly off the driveway back onto it… It was a special moment indeed. No pictures were taken of this proud moment but considering how many of the people passing on the road that slowed down and took a good look, the memory will be kept alive anyway.
The next day we decided to start fresh and headed into Stockholm. Tage got to spend some time causing trouble with his two cousins Alfred and Ella so that his parents could hit the town and drink a couple of beers.
Alfred.
This may not look like much of a picture but I will tell you that is one of very few (possibly the only one?) of Tage, Alfred and Ella. It is amazingly difficult to capture three such lively people in one picture.
A city break sounds exciting for us country bumpkins but as always staying somewhere other than home with young Tage is not necessarily a treat. At 3.15am on Sunday Tage decided that it was morning. We tried to ignore him but as he started to jump up and down in his travel cot shouting ‘Heja Traktor’, i.e. ‘Go Tractor’, it was clear that morning had arrived. What would parents do without coffee?
The afternoon was spent at a very fancy do in Rådsparken where Poppy was celebrating her second birthday. Tage was joining in with the games while his parents drank copious amounts of coffee to stay awake.
Just to finish off the weekend on a jolly note we got stuck in major tailbacks following an accident on E18. Tage of course slept nicely all the way home after his early start and all the games and sugar. Finally made it home only to discover that the electricity had tripped and the house was 12 degrees warm (or rather, cold). Thank god we have open fires all over the place!
Next weekend I think we’ll spend at home…
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