a swedish househusband’s stories from japan
Never did I think that suddenly there would come a new little life into our world; we have a small piece of soil, maybe a …
A new year always puts a perspective on time, I feel. The breaking point that a new year signifies is both happiness and anxiety, hope …
Being in Japan for the winter holidays for the third year in a row, both my wife and I miss, apart from seeing our close …
Once or twice a week, I take our son to different activities in the little town where we live. Tuesdays is the baby-activity in the …
I could not resist to follow up the last post with a story of how we have enjoyed our lussebullar, saffron bread. The second of …
Having given up our hope to go to Sweden for Christmas, we decided to try to do what we could to keep a few Swedish …
Finally the most beautiful time of the year is here. Before our son was born, I would take an early morning train and go to …
The last week was special in many ways. The beyond earthly beautiful funeral of my wife’s dad moved me a lot and has left a …
I first met my father-in-law three and a half years ago when my soon-to-be wife introduced me to her parents and I explained my desire …
I never thought my baby would teach me science before learning to even speak; I thought I was the one that will finally make good …
Even though I met my wife four years ago and have been living in Japan more than three, even though I feel more at home …
A photographer, poet and Swedish househusband’s reflections from everyday life in Japan.
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