We were collected in Stockholm and whisked through the city in a few minutes, taken south about 60 kilometres down to an estate on Fållnåsviken near Landsorts Fyr by our friends and hosts, Annie and Håkan. The place is unbelievable, populated, apart from the hospitable humans, by two Icelandic ponies and a foal and a tiny Shetland pony, also with a foal. We watched them being fed in the forest last night, with the piggy eyes and tortuous breathing of wild boar glinting and grunting in the shadows of the trees.

When the ponies had eaten their fill we listened to some unidentified beast bellowing at the archipelago in the night. We don’t discover what the noise is about and can only guess at the desires and fantasies that prompt such outrageous vocals.

Today we swam in the sea and later Annie and Håkan took us on a boat trip around the islands, the water smooth as a mirror.

We have another day and night here yet, before going on to see more of Stockholm.

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  1. John P Matthew

    Hi John,

    I am sure you are enjoying your holiday. Nice to read about it here.

    John

  2. Edward Clarke

    Today we swam in the sea

    Wow! That’s the same latitude as the Northern Islands of Orkney and I thought Majorca was just about acceptable with regards to water temperature.

    jb says: Gulf stream . . . temperature in the water is often 20 to 24 degrees in the summer. We spent a lot of time in the water. I don’t live close to the coast in the UK so the sea is still a magic area for me.

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