On the Island of the Orust.

Hello folks!
No post yesterday. I was at work and then after that I drove to Orust. Something like 13 or 14h of driving in total. (I know I’ve covered this on my Twitter thing but n ow I’m covering it again.)

I am on the Island of the Orust to watch cats and watch cats I have done. I have been up every hour, on the our, the whole night through. First the cat wanted to go out, then he wanted to come in, then out, in. Just ignore him you say!? He scratches the front door with his paw. A sound that drives you mad!

Soon I’m off to the small, small, small town of Henån. It’s small but still the biggest (or maybe second biggest now that the town of  Svanesund has been bulking up with rich city-folk for some years) on the island. I am going there to visit the bank. To look at all my millions and millions of money. To take a bath in them.
No.
I am going to get a new security thingy because my old security thingy is broken and I need a security thingy to access Internet bank services.

After that I’m off to Anna, Andreas, Elin and Klara in Varekil to have dinner. Nice. If it wasn’t for the fact that Orust lies 100 km from the center of everything I could really see myself living here again.

Have to go; guess who’s scratching on the door?