We had planned to do lots of sightseeing from our final stop, Ystad. I had booked four nights in my splurge hotel of the fortnight, the Ystad Saltsjöbad, and it was so fabulous, and
Mum’s gone to Sweden: Where’s Wallander?
“Look! You can see our hotel at the end of the beach!” I piped up, simultaneously pausing the action as I pointed at the TV, “It’s just in the distance, a hundred yards from where
Mum’s gone to Sweden: Alien Adventures in Ängelholm
Ängelholm hadn’t been my first choice when choosing a stop on our Swedish fly-drive. I’d rather fancied staying in Båstad, the tennis capital of Sweden, where the Open is played in early July. Truth be told, it
Mum’s Gone to Sweden: In search of the elusive Klitterhus
A sunny morning in Trollhättan, and a final hearty breakfast by way of Albert’s Kok (right, must stop the double entendres) before our journey to find the elusive Klitterhus (oops, done it again). We seemed
Mum’s Gone to Sweden: Getting a soaking on the Bohuslän coast
We didn’t think we would see any of the famous Bohuslän coast during our trip round Sweden. We had promised ourselves that maybe we would travel to this part another time. But it dawned on
Mum’s gone to Sweden: Hotels with rude-sounding names.
“You did this on purpose, didn’t you?” Dougie declared, looking up from the sheaf of papers I’d given him a few months ago, detailing our holiday itinerary for Sweden. “Did what on purpose?” “The third and
Mum’s gone to Sweden: Hooray for Trollywood
In the 1980s there was a cute car sticker for SAAB cars which said, “Made in Trollhättan by trolls.” The assembly plant closed down in 2011 but Trollhättan remains an industrial town. Which makes it
Mum’s gone to Sweden: Lighthouse Family
“It’s undisturbable the peace we found In a bright new space up above the clouds… …you and I forever, baby, lifted, lifted…” Lifted, Lighthouse Family, 1995 I was