blogger is a bit slow these days. Very good for training the virtue of patience.

Once again the sunset is wery pink. Pollution is doing wonders here in this town!!!!

Yesterday, Saturday, my stepbrother got married to his longtime girlfriend. The ceremony, in Reykjavík cathedral, was quite unconventional; with people whistling and clapping as the bride and groom kissed, the priest talking of God as 'her' and asking the newly-weds to kiss again, since they did it so well. Which invited the church crowd to more clapping and whistling. Dinner afterwards in a lovely old restaurant was gorgeous, and the toast masters were bloddy brilliant, both of them. They kept the guests entertained until the wee hours of the morning; when I left at 4 o´clock they still were playing the accordeon and flirting with the girls. Well brought up young men :)