Our man Bobby

Yesterday’s Breaking News: Icelandic authorities have decided to award ex-World Chess Champ Bobby Fischer a residents’ permit in Iceland. Prompting one to exclaim, in true Icelandic fashion, “Let all dead lice fall from my head!”* Why this stunned amazement? Well, for...

Watching the finish line

Only six more days to the winter solstice. Amazing how that particular date looms like a psychic finish line: persevere through the gradual descent into winter darkness to this point – the very heart that we are currently immersed in – until the 21st when the trend is...

Mmmmm, sleeeepp…

YT gets positively Homer Simpson-esque at this time of the year, although where The Home fantasizes about beer, I fantasize about sleep. Honestly, I think I could sleep around the clock in this midwinter darkness! Getting up in the morning is a Herculean task at times...

Invasion of the Yule Lads

First Yule Lad arrived in town yesterday morning. For those not in the know, Yule Lads are Iceland’s version of Santa Claus and are, I venture to say, infinitely more interesting than the tubby and insipid ho-ho-ho Coca Cola version. For starters there are 13 of them,...

Everything Happens

Yikes! Another blaze last night. This time right in our little nothing-ever-happens-here neighbourhood, which is rapidly turning into Everything Happens Here Neighbourhood (witness blog a few days ago about the cops ‘n robbers action outside my window). It was in the...

Let it snow! Please!

I’ve got a sick little AAH staying home from school today. Sore throat, muscle aches, fever. Which reminds me how grateful I am to have the opportunity to work from home – and Be Present on occasions like this without having to explain to anybody (boss, colleagues)....