Part of me half wishes I could take FJ to the airport, put him on the plane to Rio and then turn around and keep going. I don´t want to come home…part of me doesn´t want a home to come back to. The Jellicle knows how much I love him so please don´t start telling … Read More

There was a long blog post that got lost over a bad connection…you guys will just have to wait till FJ and I are back – not long at all now, we´ve got the physically hard part out of the way but now we´re into mentally difficult territory. There´s been a bit of an issue … Read More

Out bags did indeed get to Lima – very much of a relief. I have discovered that indeed my father has trained me well when it comes to obsessive over punctuality and FJ`s ability to be late is driving me to heart attack. On that news I have discovered an ability to DRINK COFFEE! No … Read More

…just. Am in Lima – both of us, our bags aren´t…there´s a story to go with that one but I shall tell it later. Best guess they may be in Miami, where we never actually got to to change plane… In anycase, we´re here and can hopefully survive on handluggage for a while. Am alive … Read More

Obviously, one day I shall be famous, and they’ll make a film of my life. The opening credits will be taken from a couple of years ago, a woman (me), driving fast down a series of motorways singing loudly along to the Goo Goo Dolls. Looking out of the window, and the windscreen as well … Read More