Test 2: Meet the parents, second round

Ok, so the farmers from North Sweden were here over the weekend. Very nice. They are lovely, simple, kind and jolly people, happy for everything. Maybe maybe a bit old and a teeny weeny bit whiny I find. But bless, they are getting older after all. And yes, Mr Cosby came along for a drink after dinner on Sunday night. All very casual and easy. Fortunaly, my old friend Little Miss Yellow and her lovely Mr Ironboard were also joining at dinner, so it was all a very relaxed, and intoxicated,,,,, meeting.

And everyone being kind and light hearted, it was a sunny and happy meeting up. And all liked eachother. But knowing my mum far too well, I know that she secretly would like me to meet a good Swedish boy with whom she can first of all speak to and also with whom they can ski and watch the Eurovision Song Contest. Because that´s what people do - cluster with alikes. And as lovely, intelligent, easy-going, chatty and friendly Mr Cosby is,,,, he is not alike.

And neither am I.