Dear Diary, around four o’clock yesterday I waved goodbye to thirteen glorious ladies in their seventieth (and the oldest was eighty-eight) from Asarum’s syförening (home sewing guild?). They visited me to see the tapestry I’m working on and to chat about textile and life. And to “fika” of course. One of the ladies told me a very special story about her parents. They got married many years ago, on the 30th of May (which was yesterday’s date), IN OUR HOUSE! Which used to be a vicarage up until the sixties which explains it in a way. But still – isn’t that nice?