Confessions of a displaced hedgehog

A displaced hedgehog is a figure - or rather an image - from Tove Jansson's Moomin books. This is how I can best describe myself. This blog is mostly about being displaced.

Monday, 29 September 2008

Decisions, decisions

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In the morning, I have two options. I can take the car, which is convenient, and as Staffan is away, he won’t need it. I can bike, which i...

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Sunday, 28 September 2008

Men make purchases

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Staffan is the best husband in the world. Ever since I got a full-time job while he works from home, he has been doing most of the chor...

Saturday, 27 September 2008

Home alone

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Staffan is gone, and Anton is gone, and I am all on my own to do as I please. I am not as desperate about being on my own as I once used t...

Cultural clash

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A colleague wants to meet me to discuss future research projects. He is free for coffee on Monday or Wednesday and for tea on Monday or Tues...

Friday, 26 September 2008

Catching up

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I am now so hopelessly behind the events that I don’t know where to start. Obviously, I came home to Water Street , accompanied by my y...

Sunday, 21 September 2008

Granny´s comeback

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All of a sudden I find myself in yet another strange place. A place where the eight-year-old sits at table with inlines on and the two-year-...

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Saturday, 20 September 2008

Back in the old country

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Just as I feel more or less settled I must go to a conference in the old country. The conference is in Southern Sweden, and it makes more se...

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