And Another Thing…

“Apparently” some readers where disappointed by my “Living From A Suitcase” post. “Apparently” I didn’t divulge enough information. “Apparently” some people are just never happy. But one aims to please, so here I am again.

Living From A Suitcase

I want you to imagine the following scenario; Someone drops a suitcase in front of you and tell you to fill it with your most priced possessions. Whatever you can fit into that one suitcase, you can take with you as you move to a new life, in a new country. Everything else, you have to give/sell or throw away.

A Piece Of Poetic Patriotism

One year. Today, it's exactly one year since we boarded a plane in cold and dreary Finland, having said goodbye to our friends and family, and flew to the island of Britannia to take root in her soil and become a part of her flora. Poetic, aren't I? In honour of this most blossoming of events I thought I would ask you to indulge me in talking about my sudden onset of patriotism? But since we both know I do most of the talking in this relationship I will simply take your silence as a vocal and enthusiastic “Yes”.

Anomalous Atmospheric Conditions

Some posts write themselves — metaphorically of course, I still write them and those damn posts aren't going to get all the credit — in a couple of hours, whilst others take weeks, even months of doing research, collecting data, making various charts and then starting over because you didn't like the charts. This is one of the latter posts. The 28th of September —2011, not 2012 — is the time stamp for on of the first files I have on this, mind you back then I didn't actually think it would be a post. But here it is, in all its glory. Enjoy!