Another Christmas has yet again flown by. The lead up to Christmas is always so great, the preparations, gatherings with friends for pre-christmas fun, the cooking and baking, the sending of cards, purchasing and wrapping of gifts and so on.
This year Mat and I decided to bring our families together for Christmas, a great idea we thought and so did the families – although there was some nerves involved.
Firstly, we stayed in Stockholm at Hotel Rival (read more in the Stockholm Hotel guide). On Thursday me and Mat took the rest of the Horwood family on a great long walking tour of Stockholm and showed them our favourite parts of the beautiful city that Stockholm is. Chris mentioned that the buildings all look like paintings. We had lunch at Tysta Mari at Östermalms saluhall, fika at Vetekatten and finished the evening off with dinner at one of our favourite restaurants, Kvarnen – a proper old fashioned ‘Söderhak’. I dare say that everyone had a great day, maybe a bit tiered after all the walking, but all in all a great day!
On Friday we travelled to Hudiksvall and then on to Nosebay or more correctly Näsviken and my parents place. Mat and I travelled early morning as we had a day full of meetings with the photographer and the venue – all very exciting stuff, we feel inspired now and rearing to go! Then we drove back into town and picked up the Horwood’s and then stopped off at Forsa Kyrka/Church to meet up with the priest who will marry us. We came in just in the midst of the choirs training – much to Mick’s delight, he was very impressed with them all! The priest was lovely, he’s just a normal and really nice fella, so relaxed and down to earth. None of that old fashioned stiff and stuffy way of being. He said he’s even on facebook! After our little chat with him we walked back out to the church and the choir was just practising – to my delight – Oh Holy Night – perhaps my favourite Christmas song.
On Christmas Eve (the day the Swede’s celebrate Christmas) Mat, my dad and I with three ‘kicks’ and Diva the dog in tow went to pick up the Horwood’s for a Christmas walk – the weather gave us a treat with blue skies, sunshine and a perfect -7C. We had great fun going on the kicksleds together and a beautiful walk, I won’t mention when Dagmar tried to kill herself and Mick by crashing in the ditch with the kicksled going down a steep hill or the fact that Mat and Chris did the same thing almost straight afterwards. It certainly made for great entertainment for Sarah and myself at the bottom of the hill. Luckily for Sarah, she chose to go down the hill with a kicksled pro (me). We continued back home to The Eriksson’s where we started preparing for the Christmas meal with Kalle Anka on the telly in the background (something only the Swede’s will understand). We sat down for our Christmas dinner and we ate and drank, drank and ate and then ate some more and so the evening continued.
Christmas day had a very early start for Mat, Jane and I as we decided to go to the Julotta in Forsa Kyrka at 7am in the morning. It was a really lovely service held by Andreas, the priest who will marry us. The choir sang for us – Mick was rather upset he didn’t manage to wake up to come with us, the church looked nice and cosy with all the Christmas candles lit. After the service we went home for a morning nap and then we started our day again later on in the morning. Unfortunately Mother nature gave Christmas Day a rather bad ending, the walk back to the Horwood’s house was rather slippery and the walk back to the Eriksson’s house was not just slippery, but windy too and the wind only got stronger and stronger throughout the night.
Boxing Day we woke up to no electricity – we too had been struck by the storm which had been named… Dagmar. (Don’t worry we are not holding it against her ;-)) Dad was kind enough to make some coffee on his portable gas stove and drove off with it and some water for the Horwood house only to come back a minute later to start the chainsaw, turn it off and drive off again. A tree had fallen across the road and was blocking his path so he did what he normally does – gets on with it. Like Mat said: Your dad really has a tool for each occasion! I say; I’m lucky to have such a resourceful dad!
After some extra driving we got the Horwood’s off on their train to the airport and off they went. Mat and I had the same problems due to Dagmar causing the trains from my hometown not running or running with severe delays the following day, but we got back to London and here I am, writing an epic post about our Eriksson & Horwood Chrismas, I’m sure I’ve bored you to death by now, but I have to say that this years Christmas was, at least to me and I hope to the rest of the lot, a great success and one of my favourites in a very long time. There’s nothing I like better than to have lots of people around the Christmas table!
A MASSIVE thank you to everyone involved, but a very special one goes out to mum for all the work and preparations she put in to put us all up, make us all feel at home etc. – you’re amazing! And to Niclas, my brother for cooking the BEST food and just for being you! And lastly to my dad who drove us where we could not go by the means of the transport we should’ve – Thank you Eriksson’s, I love you!