Nåh, det har været heftige to uger m. rejse til England, hårdt arbejde før og efter, gallamiddag i cirkusbygningen (i forbindelse med Copenhagen Film Festival. Det var …interessant, men hvad gik de der Elvis- og Sinatrashows ud på?!), tre timers søvn, og så afsted til Fyn til bryllup (der ikke endte helt appelsinfri), tilbage til København (efter tre timers søvn), og til en to-do liste der har formeret sig som en kaninfarm på en cocktail af viagra og amfetamin.
Sådan skal det være!
The last few weeks have been quite eventful. The week before my stint to Cornwall I had the probably busiest week of my life. It took me a couple of days to unwind enough to actually enjoy the calm. The children loved it of course, and their affection towards the tractor and the Gloucester Old-Spot pigs grew for every day.
The day after my return, I went to the Galla Award show of the Copenhagen Film Festival (we made them a player). The food was good, there was some free wine, and Wallmans (owners of Cirkusbygningen where it took place) threw a Las Vegas kind of show with singing and dancing. Tributes to Frank Sinatra and Elvis Presley. I’m not really into that kind of stuff, but I know that when I’ll be fifty, I’ll sit at events like that with my wife. The entertainment will cover up the awkwardness of having run out of things to say to each other.
The day after that I attended a glamourous wedding on a large estate on Funen.
Yesterday i
