Someone told me that when you move to a new country you spend the first month feeling like you are on holiday, the next 6 months complaining, another 6 months adjusting and then in your second year you start enjoying. I am well and truly into the complaining part of the programme! Although I do feel that the many bottles of Glögg we bought back from Sweden are helping!
Yesterday we had a long walk on Nesøya and lunch on the beach, it is cold but when the sky is blue and the sun is shining you can deal with the cold (long johns are on, fur lined boots,hat,scarf and gloves and Im learning to walk like a penguin)

yesterday

It was sooooo cold yesterday and when I just looked out at my window thermometer this morning it read -8c!!!! I have new long johns to wear under my jeans but I hate being all bundled up like that!
See the little Rorstrand bowl above? Well, at the Fleamarket on Saturday I asked how much it was (in English) the seller discussed the price quietly in Norwegian with someone else when I heard them say(in Norwegian) that I was English so they would charge me £8, I said "no thanks" and then sent Henrik over to ask the price (in Norwegian) and they told him it was £1!!!! Xenophobia, me thinks!!! Its not the first time I have experienced crap like this since moving to Norway, just earlier that day I argued with a man over a parking space and he told me (in English) "Shooo,Shooo, get out of Norway!" Ho,hum, at least I got the bowl for £1!!!!

I like....

This print
This blog.
It is snowing here, and -5c brrrrrr!