Catching up with days since we arrived at Mor’s (Norwegian for mother). So much happening with selling the old house and her buying a new flat across the fjord. Wonderful surprise to be met by my old college friend from Grimstad on the Norwegian south coast, whom I hadn’t seen for 30 years. Inger-Hilde had…

The romantic hut in the sanddunes was suddenly not so romantic in the middle of the night, when temperatures outside dropped into the minus. Even though I am a Scandinavian thoroughbred, even I have never quite understood the double-bed that is made up of two single beds, with two single duvets, which is neither romantic…

Going to bed in our little chalet on the beach. Lucky it’s still there, as Mr.Jones left the little panel heater on while we were out this evening. It was positioned under the window, right under the net curtains. The temperature has dropped to 0 degrees outside, and we realise we are not quite dressed…

Who would have thought we would have our own little chalet in the sanddunes today? What a wonderful surprise. My favourite setting, sleeping in a hut 50 metres from the sea. What is it about the magic of a seaside holiday place out of season? Love this place, want to come back and stay a…