I was at my sisters place over christmas, and was reminded of my grandmother by this oilpainting of her (painted by Ragnhild Thrane in 1904). Her mother and father both had unusual family names, and for a laugh I thought I should see what I could find on that grand internet of ours. Continue reading “noble genealogy” »
My next-door neighbour is the guy responsible for the bomb in Oslo and the massacre at Utøya. It is a prison. But there is an ironic twist, that he is incarcerated at Ila Landsfengsel. During the occupation of the second world war it was only known as Grini, the first concentration camp in Norway. It mainly housed political prisoners, and a large percentage was transported to the concentration camps in Nazi Germany. Continue reading “crime and punishment” »
An insane man have placed poison around Oslo, hidden in little piles of sawdust, to murder dogs.
I woke up yesterday, to a flood of warnings on facebook, telling me about this deeply disturbed individual, and that several dogs had already died. Even in my grumpy pre-coffee morning haze, something smelled a little off. Continue reading “the mysterious case of the dead dog” »
If you walk slowly enough, you see little things in Oslo. I came across a couple of mysteries.
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Cleverly, the museum had a night for grown-ups. That likes to play, that likes to build with lego, drink wine, fiddle with physics, gawk at machinery, technology, history, brutal murder, musicians, stand-up’ers, bubbles and chemists. Delightful!
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If you ask a norwegian what s/he is most proud of, you might find a usually quiet person prattling on endlessly about natural beauty. Waxing lyrically, this norwegian might go on and on and on and on (and ON) about snow, mountains, deep forests, long rivers, rolling farmland, dramatic coastline, the mad explosion of spring. Ad infinitum. Yawn. Continue reading “norway, my stupidly beautiful country” »