Outside Hammersta slott are a couple of rune stones, one is a modern memorial stone in the style of the ancient stones.



Outside Hammersta slott are a couple of rune stones, one is a modern memorial stone in the style of the ancient stones.



Hammersta Slott is a manor house that is now converted into a spa and sits in a nature reserve, it was too muddy for me to explore too much around.



Väster haninge (Swedish) is a small town at the centre of its commun, served by the Pendletåg from Stockholm central.





I found a car race track on the ice near Nacka, by the time I got there the weather had warmed a little so I didn’t want to risk taking the car out myself.


[Read while waiting for appointments]
All Families are Psychotic by Douglas Coupland
Coupland is generally easy reading for me, with rambling sentence structures that flow with the consciousness and ordinary seeming characters getting themselves into extraordinary relationships with each other and the world in general. He holds a mirror up to show the darkness of the world through those interactions.
This book didn’t flow so well for me, this time around. Largely, I think, because it was an intermittent companion, I lost the flow in the gaps between appointments.
It centres around the Drummond family, their coming to terms with terminal illness and the launching of their daughter in the Space Shuttle. It is set in and around Daytona Beach, near the launch site.
There are some elements of a road movie here, with a lot of action taking place on journeys, without there being any real structure to them except for their advancement of the plot.
Overall, a good read but, like all his work, rather disposable. Its fun during the reading, but dissipates once you close the back cover.
I went for another explore around Nacka Strand. Noticing this time that it must have been an old car works, with a similar feeling to the old Mini factory in Oxford.




We went to the architecture museum on Skeppsholmen, the boat was making a good subject for photographers.



The lake at Drottningholm was frozen over, but we weren’t brave enough to try walking across it.


A walk around the gardens at Drottningholm in the snow.



