Hej igen,

Det er mig. I am quite well indeed. Have now started Danish lessons which I attend on a week-daily basis. the lessons are very S.....L....O.....W...................... they just go on and on and on and on....... I'm sure we'll get there in the end though. Some of the people in the class are... interesting. On Friday which was our 2nd day, we had a different teacher who didn't know what we had learnt yet and asked us to call out some Danish phrases that we knew so as he could write them on the blackboard. After he'd already written up a fair few (ie. it was obvious as all hell what we were all doing), someone yelled out "tomorrow never dies!". This evoked little response so he continued to yell it out until the teacher said, "ah, yes - do you know how to say that in Danish?" to which the guy replied, "oh, are we supposed to be saying Danish things?" No no, or course not dear boy, we were just wondering if you'd seen any Bond lately. Smeghead.

So, aside from these so called 'lessons', at Easter time, Colin & I went for a bike ride up to Helsingør (AKA Elsinor) where we saw Hamlet's castle & spent the night at Kristian's parents' house with his sister. The next day we caught the ferry over to Sweden, where we rode around a bit, saw a castle that was built for an old Danish king, ate some tasty sugary/buttery Swedish pastry delights, passed by some porn shops (no, we didn't go in), visited a cemetary that had in its grounds lovely little bunnies hopping around amongst the blue spring flowers & did the grocery shopping (excitement +). We then caught the ferry & softing out of riding again, caught the train home. the little duck 'Twat' rode in Colin's bike basket the whole time whilst the hippo 'Bilbo' was having a culture filled experience in France. Sadly, Bilbo decided to not yet return. Maybe he enjoyed the stinky cheese there too much, who could say.

Well, that's all from me for now.

Vi ses,
Elena.