Saturday, July 2

Denmark 1975

If I'd met JD back in 1975 I know I would have still felt the same about him as I did when we met in 1995.

Another weird cooincidence is that when my sister and I were kids, I always used to pretend I was from Denmark - for some reason I felt some sort of affinity with it despite not knowing 1 thing about it other than it's name.

My sister pretended she was from Bali and strangely enough her husband who is an avid surfer spent every summer there for decades probably around the same time she was fantasising about being Balinese.

Weird.

1 Comments:

Anonymous kimbofo said...

That is quite weird.

I love Denmark. Been there three times now, and will be spending a whole luscious week there in August. I cannot wait.

8:14 pm  

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