My first ever holiday abroad was in Sweden. In 1983. Twenty three years later, I returned, to a city not visited on my childhood trip. Sweden, Norway and Denmark were pretty hard core holiday destinations back in 1983. This was in the era before cut price bargain basement flying. It required going landbridge via Wales and England. (When there were three children to be transported).

Stockholm and I were introduced at the weekend.

It was beautiful. And ugly. Clean. And dirty. Old vs New.

I loved it, and cannot wait to go back. Best of all, it got me the hell out of Ireland for a weekend. One grows tired of their own environment.

Pictures to follow, but my camera ate my card. It seems cameras older than a certain vintage can not cope with a 1GB card.

Thank you to SK for arranging for me to be there!