Tuesday, 26 August 2014

Outcome

I have been working on the renovation for quite some time, and obviously gone through different stages of frustration and despair;)
Today I looked through pictures taken during the journey, blimey, change has actually happened.
This is a corner of my kitchen. I found the old door in the spring, in a nearby village, where I bought two other doors as well (I changed all the 70's doors to old ones from a 30's house, ok, this house is from year 1900, but I have decided not to make this into a museum).
It will be the door to a small cupboard, or larder, I shall build in the corner. I find it ever so charming. I love the word for larder in swedish, skafferi. If I ever had a small shop or kiosk of any sort, it would most certainly be called Ninas Skafferi. In fact, I think this little larder shall be named, I shall have a small opening of Ninas Skafferi, maybe invite some friends, serve small delicacies...
Talking of friends, last night I cooked my famous couscous salad and spent the evening with our dear friend J, who has moved abroad. We started planning a trip over to visit, soon. We ate, enjoyed wonderful wine and listened to a bunch of old LP's. What a journey down memorylane we all took. Oh dear, I remembered how a very young and small Nina cried when I listened to this, soon 36 yrs ago!!!! Baccara was a big deal for me when I was eight or nine years old. And that song always made me teary eyed;)


The second image is from when I have just started tearing up the kitchen floor. Look at those dark walls and floor. I used so much time scraping the roof beams off of chalkpaint, that was hard as stone at some places, now I am well pleased I did the hard work - they look fabulous against the whitepainted ceiling.
The door in this image is today the door to my bathroom.

Oh so much going on! Most of my "hobbies" start next week, there are farewell parties and theatre plays and concerts to attend. My theatre colleague Samuel has been accepted to study in London. There they will bake him into a master of arts, a theatre director, specialization within musicals. All my London-family, please take very very very well care of dear S (what a silly sentence to write, you are the bestestestest ever, so of course you will take greatest of care of the bestestestest Samuel <3 p="">
Time to work again! See you soon! Take care!

Monday, 18 August 2014

Gardens and wierd films


I have, in my mind, started planning the garden. I haven't had time to do much this season, and I also wanted to see what is growing and where. This year I have only had flowers and herbs in pots (pic above). Unfortunately terribly neglected! But some herbs and flowers are still going strong. But poor lavender has thus left us...before leaving for Corfu there was still a tiny bit of life left...

Yesterday was the "Restaurant-day". We dined at our dear friend Beniaminos house. He cooked his beloved italian dishes and it was delicious. Then we cykled about and enjoyed coffe and cakes in our friends backgarden. In the evening we watched Wes Anderson's The Grand Budapest Hotel. What a wierd wonderful film.

Oh, I hope you have seen this charming dance-cover/ shortfilm? Here is the original.

Saturday, 16 August 2014

Corfu












Me and the person I'm in love with, let's call this person "L", travelled to Corfu for a week.

We stayed in a lovely small beach hotel by the shore with a beautiful view from the balcony. Fell asleep to the sound of waves and woke up to a mild breeze, it was like a dream. Though we didn't spend much of our time in the hotel, we still both appreciated the fabulous location.
We are both active and enjoy being active when traveling too, so our trip had lots of activities including hiking a 10km route up the hills where we found a wonderful small village Chlomos, with a spectacular view - it was 100% worth all the sweat and the heavy climbs!
One day we rented bikes and cykled for a day along the beautiful shores. Behind every bend and turn was another even more spectacular view. My bum got sore from the hard saddle, so here comes a cheap advise on how to make your cykling gear whilst on the go, stuff your trousers with oven gloves, hih!  Long climbes uphill and long nice glidings downhill. Our thighs were aching of the hard work when we returned sweaty and exhausted and happy to the hotel. I still completed my running miles during our trip, I had the best support from L.
Whilst enjoying beachlife, I often found myself floating on a mattress or piling stones or reading...
We visited Corfu town, walked about for a whole day enjoying the different pace and narrow streets and the many tavernas. 
For a food lover, I was not dissapointed in any of the many vegetarian dishes I tasted whilst in Corfu! 

I never blog or log on FB or check e-mails or check my phone when traveling on holiday. I leave the name and number of the hotel where I am staying with my closest people, they know how to reach me if needed. It is very important for me to also step away from all that. A world (cyber) that seems to have taken a grip on many of my acquaintances. Please do not think that I sit here and feel a better person than the rest of the world, each person does what is best for them. But I have become very aware of how so many people spend so much time online and how so many feel they have to blog and be on fb and reply to every single sms immediately and everywhere.
During this summer, both L and I have noticed many many, especially couples, sitting together, both (or the other) far more concentrated in their phones or tablets than their companions. It leaves me feeling sad, maybe they no longer have anything in common and nothing to talk about. What makes me personally feel very sad, is when I see mothers fingering their phones and not taking any notice of the kids wishing to be seen or heard.
We seem to have an unspoken rule, L and I, when we are together, our phones are on silent. And for real, we have never decided on this.

 When L and I became acquainted (and later friends and even later, lovers) we  used to go cykling or took long walks together. I even got L interested in running. Now L has invested in new running gear. I drool every time I see the new shoes. They are red. 

Work has begun and it is nice to be back. Renovation of the house takes small but firm steps forward. I did things during the week I would never ever had imagined myself doing. I love it. I've received so many kind and supportive words regarding the project. First of all the fact that I am female, taking on a huge house-project. By myself. So many women have said they envy my courage and that I am living their dream. I say thank you, but do not feel envy. I do not think this is anything courageous. Obviously it is huge. But nothing anyone else couldn't handle as well. I did not dig the waterpipes or the drains into the ground, nor did I do any of the electricity work, hih! I had professionals. That's their job;) I only had to tell them what I needed and wished for. And slowly does it. A home is slowly slowly taking shape. And soon I have a fully working kitchen. I cannot wait! I love food and love to cook and bake, so you probably know how excited I am.

Take care.
A warm thank you for all the many many messages I have received regarding my previous post.