Intermission

Sorry for the long silence. I was unexpectedly whisked into (UK) hospital a month ago. Nothing serious, as it turns out, but some pretty unpleasant procedures before that was established; and I came out feeling worse than when I went in. With loving help from Kajsa and my children I’ve just managed the hairy journey back to Sweden, where I’m currently resting up, with tubes coming out of me, and about 24 tablets to swallow a day. Of course I’ve been following the crazy news from Britain, and hope to be well enough to comment on it in a few days’ time.