I love Scandanavia!
Well, Copenhagen, Gothenberg and Stockholm, anyway.
And the bits in between as seen from the train.
More later, when I've finishing ploughing through the washing.
The ramblings of a textile junkie living in the Cheshire Plain, hanging in there and wondering what it's all about. Frequently out of step with the rest of the world (or so it seems) I just muddle through as best I can...