Jørn and BIrgit had a train to catch somewhere in the north, so prolonging their visit which was already all too brief was out of the question. We spent much of the morning talking among ourselves trying to invent a way to do just that, but in the end a stroll down town followed by quite a long lunch was the best that we could do.
It’s lovely really, the way good friends can bob into our lives from time to time to add a giant splash of colour amid the shadows of our daily routine.
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