This easter it snowed here again – this time I thought I would take a wander in the opposite direction to last time. I found a pathway through some woods which has now been severed by an extensive set of roadworks.



This easter it snowed here again – this time I thought I would take a wander in the opposite direction to last time. I found a pathway through some woods which has now been severed by an extensive set of roadworks.



We went to Hässelby Strand, at the end of the Tunnelbana line. Although the lakeside there is closeby the station there are rather too many blocks of modern flats around the area for it to really be an interesting place.
Some pictures from 1950s (in Swedish, but theres quite a nice collection of pictures on most of the pages there).





We took another walk around the back streets of Gamla Stan.






Warning: this book contains sadness, a lot of sadness. It is treated gently but that does not stop it being sad. There is also a lot of joy, with many memories of childhood friends and rekindling of relationships.

[Read aloud to Adelle] – The Travelling Cat Chronicles
This is a gentle story about a young man, Satoru, living in Tokyo who tries to find a new home for the stray cat he rescued, in doing so he visits a number of his old school friends and revives the friendships from his childhood but does not find an appropriate home for his cat, Nana.
The translation from the original Japanese is sensitive and picks up some of the nuance of society and etiquette there. The narration jumps between the view of the cat and an outsider describing the action – this was a little disconcerting to start with, and anthropomorphises Nana rather more than is really logical for a cat.
We are not told of the reasons for Satoru desire to rehome Nana until the final chapter of the book, where there is also a lot of other context about Satoru and his childhood, and how he came to be how he is. No spoilers – read the book.
There is a wonder to the changing of seasons and variety of countryside, travelling through Japan from the point of view of an ex-stray city cat. Nana especially likes the flowers in Hokkaido.
This is a work of fiction, unlike most of the travelling cat books we’ve read so far, which is a fact we were grateful for, given the harrowing conclusion of the story.
After leaving Uppsala I found some more rune stones. I believe these are U962, U963, U964 and U965, based on finding them outside Vaksala church, but cannot find any information on their inscriptions or translations (can anyone read runes?).
Updated: This site suggests some translations.





Walking around Uppsala I found a square full of rune stones.




[image missing] U937 – “Tjägn och Gunnar reste stenarna till minne av Väder, sin broder.”









I drove to Uppsala to have a brief look around before I had to return the car. It struck me as a place I would like to return to for a better look around at some point.






In the square behind the Galleria in Kista galleria lies a Stone Woman.


I followed a different route across the parkland to Rinkeby



After Jakobsberg I took the train to Sundbyberg and walked up the hill to Näckrosen.



