A life in water bottles

I never owned a water bottle in my life before I moved to Norway.  I don’t mean the light plastic disposable ones that you buy in the local corner shop to feed your thirst on the go and throw into rubbish or, hopefully, plastic recycling when done. I’ve had thousands …

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Don’t mess with Mildred.

The husband arrived home with her one day last year. I thought we were doing alright but he thought otherwise, we need outside help to deal with this, he said.  If there is a problem, we can’t just ignore it, he said in his pragmatic Germanic sort of way. Here we …

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