When I came home from Italy I had a few days in my father's house in the north. One of the days, Kathrine and Kristiane came to visit. They brought food - and Kathrine's mother's dog who soon took over all the attention - and we spent the day talking and laughing and eating. It was pretty wonderful.
We took a walk by the water, and I remembered why I love the coastline in the northern part of Sealand.
When we came back, the grill masters started working.
Victor prefered curling up in my father's little strip of garden....
Kristiane rocked the Whiskey Belt attire; pastel shirt and cardigan.
Kathrine had made sorbet, and the fruits coloured our teeth. Or maybe it was the red wine....
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