St. Martins Eve dinner

Tomorrow it’s St Martins day, which means tonight most Danes ate roasted duck as a revenge for St Martin, who was betrayed by geese and had to become bishop many, many years ago. It isn’t fair, but that’s how it is. In our house our housemate Laerke spend about 5 hours and prepaired todays special […]

Visiting my youngest daughter

My youngest daughter Lise lives and works as an architect in Odense, where the great Danish storyteller Hans Christian Andersen was born. I think he only lived here for a short while, but people are very proud of him, as they should be. Before Lise moved here a few months ago, she and I lived […]