Some days this bloody country makes me want to pull my hair out!
Being British in Norway has no advantages at all, if I was from anywhere else in the world
I'd be sorted here but the Brits get put to the bottom of the pile. My country looked after Henrik for nine years but his cannot return the favour- doctors,dentists etc gave him all the services he needed, but six months down the line,married to a norwegian, I still don't exist here (according to the government)
Oh, but on the good news front, we are about to enter into Loppemarked (fleamarket) season!!!! Yipeeeeeee!