Any committee that is the slightest use is composed of people who are too busy to want to sit on it for a second longer than they have to. ~Katharine Whitehorn

It's been a busy busy week and a bit in the land of Ice.  Well, especially here in the north.  To brighten everything up on the weekend we had lummudagar.  This is the second year that this has been done - and I think that it is here to stay.  Friday night was a fire and singing down by the waters edge, remember last year - when Troy went swimming for a ball???  No such heroics this year.

In other news mum bought herself a mobile home... Needs a new paint job - but according to those that know it was a good buy.  So, expect me ma and the dog to be on the road for the rest of summer and autumn.  

Some random people enjoying the evening outside Kaffi Krók.  As you can see the them is blue for the old town.

Meanwhile back in the garden we had a family grill party with the neighbours from across the way.  Twas all very civilised with table clothes and cutlery.

Bjössi and Rúna and Atli Björn.  Uncle Bjössi had just come back from Reykjavik where the doctors had been having a shot at doing some prodding and cutting.  So far there is no definitive news on the situation - but he is as he always is stoic and the loveliest man (next to dad he is the best!)

As the evening progressed the drinking slowed down - see no alcohol on the table.... 

During the height of the festivities folk piling into the old town to check out the wares.


Mum is currently on holidays - yes mum goes on holidays away from me and Freyja.  It is organised by a fund that is specifically for housewives.  Anyone who has ever been an unpaid wife and mother is eligible to apply and go on holidays for a very good price - 15.000 ISK for 3 nights away from home complete with food and accommodation and organised tours.  I think that she is somewhere near Borganes checking out the western bits of iceland.

I like to see a man proud of the place in which he lives. I like to see a man live so that his place will be proud of him. ~Abraham Lincoln

Today is the 17th of June, Iceland's national day of Independence, it's been 66 years since we took our indenpendence from the Danes.  You see we had to take it as they were then being occupied by the Germans and so really had no say in the matter.  Today, ironically, the EU is discussing Icelands application to join that group of fragmented countries.  My personal belief is that there is no need, under the EES agreement we have all we really need.  But that is another story.  

To start the day mum and I went up to the cemetery to put flowers on dad´s grave.. and for those in the know the potato has been planted!

As you can see the weather today was classic, so I took ma and the dog for a long drive and we enjoyed being alive in Skagafjordur on a beautiful summers day.

The lovely Sauðá valley - somewhere i would like to take a long walk this summer.. Can´t wait for holidays!

mums little rock garden - so nice!

Then we went to the formal celebrations down at the sports oval.  The chief of police and assistant!  Don´t they look spiffy!

The maddams were there and mum.

Cousin Alli and family - I just don't see these people enough. 

and to end the evening there was an outdoor concert across the road.... which is still going on.  


Night folks and happy days!

To silence another, first be silent yourself. ~Latin Proverb

No photos today.

Firstly twas a sad farewell (on my part) to Nick yesterday.  I feel so bad about just not having been there or done enough for him while he was here - I blame it on politics - but that is not really true - the blame lies in my being a slack b.... and should have and could have done more!  Nephew Nick is one of those truely beautiful people that you sometimes have a chance of encountering in your life.  Such a gentle sweet soul that is there without you realising it.  A person that doesn´t need to assert himself - he is who he is -  I think if the Dalai Lama was looking for a replacement he should have a chat to Nick.  I know I am ranting, but people like him are so few and far between - and as a result so difficult to describe or explain... they just are...

Let's try another angle...

Have you ever met someone that you instantly like - for no reason.  Being around them is comfortable - there is no need for unnecessary talk, they don't talk about themselves, unless directly asked, they listen to you - like really listen and respond when necessary - and the responses are always well thought - never flippant.  They genuinely seem to enjoy life and all that it brings.

Yeh, I know rant... sorry, but he is a wonderful person!  Hope he realises this!

In other news, council meeting yesterday..  Hmmm.. what can I say.  I am a member of the majority that is trying to destroy democracy - well that is the twist from the opposition.

Short explanation.  Most committees have 3 sitting members 2 from the majority and 1 from the minority.  During the last coalition run there were two parties in the minority so they let the party that wasn´t getting a seat in the standing committees a chance to have a sitting member in the committee with no voting rights but a chance to voice their opinion and make bookings in the minutes etc.  Well this time round there are three parties in the minority.  what they now demand is that the tradition continues and that all parties are represented in all standing committees.  So you have 2 from the majority and 1 from the minority with voting rights plus 2 more from the minority with the right to speak and make bookings.    (there are far too many people who love to be in committees and attend meetings me thinks)... then add to this that if you are a member of the minority without voting rights - should you choose to attend a meeting you will be paid 10.000 kr (AUD 100) not bad for a couple of hours of sitting and listening and having a point of view.... call me sceptical.  I wonder what is more important the chance to have a say, the chance to disrupt or the fact you get paid to be there.....

Needless to say me voicing my opinion here may end up back in my face in a couple of seconds time.  But hey, my opinion. my blog,  and hey who knows what the motives are behind other peoples actions - I certainly don't - I just have an opinion..

There are two types of fisherman - those who fish for sport and those who fish for fish. ~Author Unknown

It was seafarers day today, however, this being Skagafjordur the main celebration was on Saturday (this way they can have a big dinner/dance and drinking night after the fun at the harbour).  As a part of the day lots of weird and wonderful fish are put on display - including a shark - the one that we then cure for 6 months and tastes disgusting and is full of ammonia.  

In other news Freyja has developed a taste for red wine - no not really, however she did want to make sure that the box got in the picture.  

As a part of the celebrations there is a rowing race between the different trawlers, the fire department and the rescue service.  Klakkur (a trawler) won this year.

Not only are things happening outside - there is also a coffee buffet to raise money for the emergency services (search and rescue) Lots and lots of yummy cakes and breads.  I went with Jóhanna and Finnur and little Halli - he is such a cute kid! 

Tonight we had the family dinner at my place, served up foal curry and a leg of lamb for the less adventurous. Twas rather nice - even if I say so myself!  

Another good weekend about to come to an end.  The start of another week and another adventure.  Life is good - hope it's good for you too!

If voting changed anything, they'd make it illegal. ~Emma Goldman

So number one highlight of the week is that my nephew Nicholas is here for a 3 week visit - such a nice guy!  My brothers and sisters have created such wonderful people - so proud of all of them.

Me, I have a dog

Desperate to escape into the real world.  Look at the state of my door and this is the second curtain that she has ripped!  currently discussing the next option for the window on the door - it sheds a little too much light into my world....

Here they are enjoying a glass of red... ofcourse

In other news the political party that I am affiliated with increased it's following to over 40% here in the region... very good news.. the thing below is our last minute pamphlet to encourage people to vote for us to keep 4 people in the council.  Viggo was in position number 4 and the pamphlet basically was this is your choice - do you want Viggo or the other guy... The other guy got in too, but I think it swayed a few that might have voted for one of the other lots.   So, the last few days have been meetings, meetings, meetings - a little work thrown in as well, when opportunity allows... Poor Nick - not a good time to visit me - but it means he has plenty of quality time with his amma.

Later folks!

The antidote for fifty enemies is one friend. ~Aristotle

Twas an interesting weekend this weekend  - a good one - started on Friday with a day off from work to do some politicising in the fjord, went visiting farms and friends on the other side of the fjord as well as meeting with the staff at Holar and the primary school.  Must admit that I had a great time.  Drank lots and lots of coffee, tea and water, discussed the issues of the day and what people really want to see in the fjord.  Most of the folk that I visited are not going to vote for me - but thats ok.  All great people that I know will stand me in good stead when I need advice on what the real issues are.  Friday night my friend from when I was five took the flight north into the unknown to spend the weekend with me.  This is Bergþóra mín, She is exactly one year older than me and apparently as kids we were unseparable, just like then, she is half my size and a lot more demure than me.  A divorced mother of two she is making the best of the trials and tribulations of her life.  Now studying nursing and working and a full time mum... Got to admire that!.

We had a quiet night on the Friday, went to the shops on Saturday - dropped her off with an old friend in the afternoon and then we had dinner with Guðný and ma.  Twas a good night, even though the picture above would indicate otherwise... 

We went to Mælifell, where all the kids were celebrating their graduation from college, there were also some oldies there (actually older than me! celebrating something else...) Bergþóra gave up on us - umm yes, perhaps I wasn´t behaving as a politician should... However, as I said twas a good night.  Next day we went for a bit of a walk up the hill, through the little forest on the hill.  The picture below is at the "bowl" where all kids of this part of town have had as a hide out - a viewing platform for the town below.  The current generation has actually built a shelter there with old tin, fence posts and moss.. Very impressive.

On the Saturday mum and I went to the graduation coffee being held at my sisters best friends house - her two children both graduated - she is a very proud mum!  More photos on flickr for the family in Aus to check out.  But I thought this one was great - two very proud ammas.  Herdis' mum Ása and my mum.  They are two amazing ladies that have produced amazing offspring for which they can both be very very proud!  Love 'em!!!

Today was a public holiday, so ma and I went to visit friends at Sævarland just north of the town at the base of Tindastóll, they were in the sheep sheds doing the lambing thing.  I took my camera but forgot to take photos!!! bad me... We also went to Tunga and all is well there.  I needn't say that the weather this weekend has been just superb.  Freyja got to come with us - we let her run free where there were no sheep and lambs - she had a very very good day and is very happy with me - and quite tired.    

So tomorrow is work again and more election stuff... the election is on Saturday - at this stage it looks like there is a lot of apathy in the area, folk really can't be bothered voting - even my uncle said he wasn't going to vote.  Although I did comment whether he wouldn't make the effort for his niece - he smiled and asked whether the election was on Saturday.... so maybe he will go and do his bit for me... mind you I can't blaim him.  I so understand this lack of interest... so it will be interesting!  Will keep you informed.

Volcano: A mountain with hiccups

Southerly winds today meant that some of the ash from the eruption headed north.  According to some reports there was some ashfall in Varmahlið - just 20mins from S´krók.

There was a lot of cloud cover tonight and there was also quite a bit of rainfall here today.  The temp during tonights walk was 12°C which made for a pleasant long walk with Freyja to make up for todays meeting madness.

I think I have mentioned this before - the light here at 11pm is just so amazing.

During the walk I noticed that someone has donated 2 pairs of skis to the red cross.  Anyone need any skis?

A good traveler has no fixed plans, and is not intent on arriving. ~Lao Tzu

Went on an excursion with fellow members of my list in the upcoming elections.  Was introduced to places that I did not know existed.  Twas a very good day.  Again was reminded of what a spectacular place I live in.  The photos here are taken from Reykjahóll which sits above Varmahlíð just 20mins south of Sauðárkrók.

The views are amazing and as on man said on the trip - this is the ideal location to view the midnight sun.  So now folks next time you come here I have a new place to go to have a look at the beauty that the fjord has to offer.

Every direction provides an amazing view of the landscape that is Skagafjordur.  Just so amazing.

We also visited the mink farm - talk about amazing.  Not as dirty or smelly as you would imagine and the animals all seemed rather content with their lot.  This amazing animal has I am told the most sort after colour, poor dear. However as the farmer pointed out - they know nothing else - they are born and bred in these conditions, have good food and as he pointed out - if they weren´t happy they wouldn´t continue to procreate.  Their natural nature in nature is not to have kids if things are tough or if they are feeling at all stressed.  Here they are very very productive - as you can see from the photo above.  

It was a very good day.

Mental As Anything - Live It Up (1985)

This You tube thing is going to be another time stealer I can tell.. However, I need to share yet another favourite... I still get a tad weepy with this one.  Twas a major favourite of mine when I was feeling not so good about myself - but it always made me smile - as was Berserk Warriors  the tale of Bjorn and Anna the Vikings.  Such a great band.  Ah the Mentals!  Ah Youth! where are you now...


How can you see looking through those tears 
Don't you know you're worth your weight in gold
I can't believe that you're alone in here
Let me warm your hands against the cold

A close encounter with a hardhearted man
Who never gave half of what he got
Has made you wish you'd never been born
That's a shame cause you got the lot

Hey there you with the sad face
Come up to my place and live it up
You beside the dance floor
What do you cry for let's live it up

If you smiled the walls would fall down
On all the people in this pickup joint
But if you laughed you'd level this town
Hey lonely girl that's just the point

Hey there you with the sad face
Come up to my place and live it up
You beside the dance floor
What do you cry for let's live it up

Just answer me the question why
You stand alone by the phone in the corner and cry

How can you see looking through those tears
Don't you know you're worth your weight in gold
I can't believe that you're alone in here
Let me warm your hands against the cold

If you smiled the walls would fall down
On all the people in this pickup joint
But if you laughed you'd level this town
Hey lonely girl that's just the point

Hey there you with the sad face
Come up to my place and live it up
You beside the dance floor
What do you cry for let's live it up

Let's live it up,
Live it up
Mmm live it up
Hey yeah you
With the sad face
Come up to my place
Come up to my place baby

Hey there you with the sad face
Come up to my place and live it up
You beside the dance floor
What do you cry for let's live it up

You with the sad face
Come up to my place and live it up
You beside the dance floor
What do you cry for let's live it up

Skyhooks - Why Don't You All Get Fucked (1978)

It's all Guðný's fault - she has been looking at you tube for old favourites so here is my favourite band of all time saying it like it is.

Love it.

There are far too many men in politics and not enough elsewhere. ~Hermione Gingold

You know it's funny.  I self edit alot when I write this blog, you don't want to be ranting and raving about stuff that might offend someone.  Now that I have decided to go into local politics I am even self editing the quotes that I use.  Not that anyone in the fjord - apart from close family - know that this thing exists.  My sarcasm is starting to suffer and I am not happy about this.  I really need to re-check this self edit mode that has established itself in my psyche.  But that is an aside.  As I had also previously promised not to write about the local elections, but.... it has taken over my life so it really leaves little else to write about except the tax returns at work, and hey we all know how dull that subject is.

As I am writing this the remake of the Poseidon Adventure is on... I remember the first movie so well, particularly that damn song - there's got to be a morning after... even now I know that this will be going through my head as I try to go to sleep.  Had to check imdb. the original came out in 1972 - I was 10... it must have been the first big budget movie I went to see.  Pretty sure I went with mum and dad, can't remember though whether it was at a movie theatre or the drive in.  I remember crying when Shelley Winters went for the big swim.... oh what memories.  Now this movie - is, to say it in one word, Dreadful!  Bloody Brian Brown, such a stiff - but what was Rutger Hauer doing there? he must have been hard up for cash.

On other news.  The clever Freyja now knows how to open doors, so no longer can the house be left unlocked whilst she is inside... In the process of opening the door to my house she ripped down the crocheted curtain.... she was in the sin bin yesterday.   Now she is lying sleeping peacefully on the sofa, all forgiven and forgotten.

Mum has now cleared the potato patch ready to plant potatoes.  The strawberry patch has been thinned out, manure from Tunga placed in it along with new soil.  She is amazing.  I don't have her energy now, so I doubt if I will be like her at her age.  Also, yesterday was the day of the aged in Iceland - also a public holiday as it was resurrection day (when JC went up to the heavens), so the old folks choir first sang at the church service at 11 and then they had a concert at 2pm.  I gained mega points by actually waking up before midday and attended church, which meant I could skip the later concert - which according to all reports was very good.

Last night the youngsters in the political party that I am now a part of had a social gathering where they subject the pollies to be to certain tests of well.... hmm.... lets see.  The first competition was eating lemons - I won... Hey lemons are good - even without the tequila and salt... then the men had to put a condom on a banana - condom placed in mouth - you know the drill.  Had to eat milk arrowroot type biscuits... talk about dry... eat cocosbollur and then a glass of pepsi (thankfully I wasn´t in this one - recipe for bad reaction), then be fed skyrr by someone blindfolded... the joke here was the the guy that is no 1 on the list was fed by someone not blindfolded hence ended up covered in skyr, then there was a quiz and chirades type deal - we won ofcourse - oh us Jonssons we are sooo good at Geography and Madonna impersonations.  Twas a fun night overall... bit strange but OK.  (ps the modern Shelley Winters survived her swim...)

Well as you can see no photos today - have not taken the camera out for a while - but I really should as now it is 23:37 and it's just sort of twilighty... not light but not yet dark..

Have I told you how much I love summer time in Iceland??????

The only mothers it is safe to forget on Mother's Day are the good ones. ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic's Notebook, 1960

Yep it's Mothers day tomorrow so I figured that on behalf of myself and my siblings... Good looking lot don't you think... (maybe not) anyway I figured my mum deserved a bit of time on my blog.  Mum and dad were quite productive in terms of producing genes for future generations.  I, unfortunately, did not full fill my role in adding to the gene pool but figure that my brothers and sisters have done a good enough job that there was no need for me to try and add to that.  Between the four of them they have produced 11 rather wonderful 

looking people... this photo does not do them justice, in fact - Maja the hero is missing....as are ofcourse the Icelandic contingent as - well they weren't in Perth that Christmas.  I just love this photo hence it is being posted again...

Mum was born on the 23rd of August 1927, in a turf house in a valley not far from here, which now has no inhabitants.  Life was tough in those days, her happiest memories are of getting material for a dress... she didn't have dolls to play with or a room of her own, her schooling was limited - a few weeks a year until she was about 12, then she started to work for herself, first as an au pair here in town and then when she was 16 as a house servant in Reykjavik.  Obviously this was during the war years when Iceland was occupied by the allies.  At this time a lot of young women were involved with the soldiers stationed here, mum was a naive country girl and thankfully she mixed with the Templers,  The advocates of non drinking and smoking, so although it was all happening around her and she has told me many a tale of the girls that she knew in Rvk, she somehow managed to avoid most of the temptations or remained blissfully unaware of them.  She had some bad experiences but those she overcame and came back to Skagafjord and somehow let dad into her life.  Her one proviso being that if he wanted to have any chance with her he would have to stop smoking and drinking... He did.  Boy am I glad that he had more will power than I have.  They got married on mum's birthday on the 23rd of August 1947, she wore a red dress.

This photo was taken on the day that we arrived in West Australia,  She was 41 years of age, still on board the ship that had taken 4 weeks to get there, she had with her 4 children from the ages of 5 to 18, you can only imagine the thoughts that had been going through her mind.... but does this image reveal any of those - to me it looks like someone ready to take on the challenges of what she was about to face and smiling...  Amazing.

This was the life she knew - snow, cold, barren landscape  - but the smile is always there.

I think that a lot of her inner strength came from her mother.  She too had had it rough, I think that I have already blogged about my amma before.  She too always had a smile on her face, no matter how tough things were.  I am privileged to have these women as my forebears.  Strong, happy, resourceful women that took what life gave them and made something of it.  They instilled in us a belief in ourselves and our own true worth.  They laughed and they cried and they cared - not for themselves but for everyone that they came into contact with.

I am twice blessed as my amma on my dad's side was another woman of steel.. Unnur amma, she too had a tough time as a kid.   You can see behind that smile that there is a private joke going on.  The only regret in my life is that I did not get to know her better, I think that she could have taught me alot.

I had to include this photo- it's my brother Hilmars wedding, her lovely boy was getting married - see how happy she is dancing with her darling...   I used to always be jealous of mums affection for him, but as I grew up I realised that it was totally understandable - he is just the nicest guy, (and forgiven for bad taste at the age of 21 and hey it was the 70's)

Today like always mum never sits and watches tv without having something in her hands, whether it be knitting or crocheting and more often than not her cat is sitting on her lap as well.  This is an old photo of mum with my brother Jon's cat Puss.  All animals love mum and mum loves them all as well.  Freyja and I would be totally lost without her.

This photo of Unnur's kids sums it up!

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The reason there are so few female politicians is that it is too much trouble to put makeup on two faces. ~Maureen Murphy

So some of the political stuff has begun, I had to go and get my photo taken - I thought to just put a dash of makeup on and show up.  No, apparently I needed more work done - so I was booked in for a facial - the works.  I showed up and said NOOOOO that's just too scary, so instead I got the eyebrows dyed (took some convincing) and some makeup done - I asked for a natural look.

See that look of a rabbit or kangaroo caught in the lights... yep thats me!

There has been so much happening in  the last week and a bit.. so. Tuesday was the picture taking day, after that work took over - it's tax time here, so was busy at work on Wednesday, Thursday was a day off - excellent - it was the first day of summer according to the Icelandic calendar and as there was snow on the ground and frost in the air there is a saying about winter freezing into summer. However, what this actually means I have no idea and google isn't helping.  I think though, that it is a good thing as the first day of summer was spectacular.

Freyja benefited from the fact that the weather was so nice... we took an extra long walk up the hill.

Such a great day.  My brother Helgi and his wife were here for a long weekend so it was great that the weather was so nice.

The weekend has been action packed, the local businesses, schools and community council set up an exhibition of all that is happening in the fjord.  There were 70 booths with over 100 exhibitors - not bad for a community of just over 3000!  I showed up at 10 on Saturday in my role as hopeful candidate for the local elections, then changed name tag to go to the booth that my work and the local farmers were hosting - to show local production in sheep, horse, crop, fur, milk and cattle farming.  As well as what I do there - book keeping.  The atmosphere was so good, everyone very positive and at the same time surprised at what is actually happening in our little fjord - so much diversity - I think that this exhibit was a major boost to morale here.  Am so glad to have been a part of it.  Just found a link for you http://www.feykir.is/archives/22599 some photos from the exhibit - including a nice one of mum.

Also on the Saturday, there was a party for Bjarni Har - he turned 80 a few weeks ago but invited everyone to his birthday party on Saturday, for a while there he was worried that no one would show up - as the exhibit thing was happening - however, am so glad to report that the turn out to his little birthday bash was very very very good!   Which was wonderful he really deserved to have a good day.  For those that don´t know who Bjarni Har is - he is a local store operator - he works in the shop that his dad set up 90 years ago.  If you can´t find it - Bjarni will have it - it´s a general store that sells everything (so long as it's not fresh ie no milk or perishables - but everything else - he is also what used to be the local BP - British Petroleum - now Olís)  He also had the privilege of taking mum to hospital when I was born, and the 5 times after that when I needed stitches to my head - so all round great guy and I probably owe a bit of my life to him.. He is now my major supplier of vitamins as he calls them (cigarette supplier)   He stopped drinking many years ago have said that he had filled his quota.   I really must remember to take my camera to his shop to share his image and his shop with you. 

At four there was a funeral that I attended, a very very good friend of the family passed away - Dista,  Before we went to Australia she was our neighbour across the way,  Her children were our friends as we were all born at similar intervals.  Her eldest Valgeir is still one of the best friends of my elder brother Jon, Steini - Unnurs friend, Soffia - Hilmars and Guðný mine..  It was a beautiful service with some of the nicest psalms I have heard at a funeral to date ( mind you I tend to avoid funerals whenever I can)   After the funeral mum and I went to the wake - Icelandic wakes are all about food, and there is always lots of it - savoury and sweet - usually more cakes than you can deal with and talk about choice anxiety.  It's not about the food though is it.... however, I think that it's a part of the grieving process and good that it is institutionalised in it.  It also gives people an opportunity to meet and reminisce. 

After that we went straight up to Maggi's for dinner - well, we had half  an hour or so to let some food go down.. There we had a grilled leg of lamb, done superbly!  

The night ended up being a long one -  cousins met up and had a few beers and sleeping time on Saturday night was ummm.... 5 hours.. as I had to show up at the exhibition on Sunday.

So I turned up looking probably not so good at my political posting.. .which happened to be opposite my old workplace's booth Holaskoli - which was good as I could cross the walk way and no one thought anything of it.   I went and got mum at around 1 as she had to sit in for the red cross from 2 to 3, met lots and lots of folk that I had not seen for a while and tried my hardest to seem semi acceptable as a local poli.  We left just on four as we had another appointment.... the kammer kór - chamber choir was having a concert at 5 and as their number one groupie I just had to be there!  They sang like the angels that they are - I thought about, and should have, filmed on my crappy camera at least one bit.... but I knew that it would not do them justice.

After the concert we rushed home as we had dinner and theatre tickets.  Not knowing how good Ólafshús would be in their dinner service we went straight to dinner, we needn't have rushed as we were finished with our three course (wonderful) meal by seven thirty.  Had a lie down at mums for 15 minutes and then we went to the local theatre - It was the first night for the production - called "the people in the block". Surprisingly about people living in a block of flats, that get together to create a musical - so given....  the play is a musical and it is about people that live in a block of flats in Reykjavík.  It was good, actually very good, given that this is amateur theatre in an area that has a population of 3000.  I really have to keep reminding myself of how small the community is here and how rich it is of talent and ideas.... So lucky I am to live here.

That last sentence was influenced by the fact that as I write this Star Wars episode 4 (ie the first Star Wars) is on TV in the background.  Once upon a time I never realised how bad the acting was - and boy do I wonder how much wine old Sir whatshisname was drinking when he agreed to this...)  Chewy so far is the best actor of the lot!

So, even though I had an action packed weekend - I did miss a major event - the Tekið til Kostana horse show which was apparently AMAZIJNG.  one of these days I will make it to see it.  

Tomorrow night is the first of the community meetings to try and create some sort of political agenda for the coming elections.. Whoooppeeeee............will report later much later