I have it,
my “Svensk identitetskort”. I gott the invitation to pick up my card in Malmö. So I cycled to the Skatteverket. And after 5’ waiting, signing at the desk of a friendly
guy, I went out with my Swedish identity card.
I'm a happy Swedish citizen.
When I was
returning I took another way. This time I wanted to go over Staffanstorp to do some chopping for the children. But as I did not had a map and
I had not looked on a map it was kind of difficult. There are some signs but
sometimes the name of the village or city where you are heading for is lacking.
My path was passing by Hornbach: my goodness, this is a huge shop! Curious about their plants I went in. … And came out with a special basil. It’s a perennial.
My path was passing by Hornbach: my goodness, this is a huge shop! Curious about their plants I went in. … And came out with a special basil. It’s a perennial.
Besides the plant I found also a whiteboard to stick on our fridge. So I was happy with my new purchase.
Then I had to continue my path, not sure any more where to go. A bus driver at his end stop could not help me: Till Staffanstorp? Jag vet inte.
Oeps, strange ...
Oeps, strange ...
:-)
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