On Saturday I took the boys into the city centre for a quick visit. We didn't go through our usual routine because the plan was to take them there on Sunday, to watch the Christmas lights being turned on.
It was great. We usually only find out about the light lighting night after arriving in town in the morning, when it's too early to eek it out until the time of the ceremony. This time, we planned ahead and arrived in the middle of the afternoon. The boys enjoyed going on some of the small fairground rides, at least after waiting for the first one to be fixed.
We've arrived. After more than a year without a website, my escape pod has finally landed, here at Google's blogger service. It's all fine. Just a few cobwebs from the space spiders. A brave new world.
Okay, calling this blog entry a "letter" is maybe a stretch, but this definitely feels like the edge of Christmas, given that tomorrow I have my office Christmas party and Clara has hers on Friday. For the first time ever, I started my Christmas shopping in November, although that didn't stop me from waiting until the day before the work party to by my secret Santa gift. The promise of a return Tabletop Role Playing Games! Stranger Swedish Things I bought a game big game book, based on a long-time love of the work of artist Simon Stalenhag, who inspired many with his paintings of the rural Sweden of his childhood, chock full of giant robots and rusting futuristic metal hulks. Tales from the Loop is an old-school table-top role-playing game, in which you play young teens who solve mysteries in an alternate history 1980s where certain technologies blossomed, giving the world fusion, giant robots and mysterious particle accelerators which appears to be caus