Cobblestone memory
Walking the streets of Stockholm’s old town we only notice tourists. These last day of spring they flock around the souvenir shops, snap selfies or pull their roller-bags on cobblestones. […]
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A simple meal
The best picnic for me, is a meal shared during a walk. It could be a couple of sandwiches and a thermos of tea, maybe an apple or some chocolate. […]
Mountain silence
To wake up to winter silence in a mountain cabin means yet a day of plans fulfilled. The whistle of wind in the chimney would have meant a day of […]
Being played a prank
I never cared much for pranks on April fool’s day, but I do remember years ago when I first became a manager at work I had the privilege of being […]
Work lunacy
After closing my laptop, working like mad I go down to the basement of our empty office building, change my clothes and jump on my bicycle, at home I only […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 