Midsummer

Tobbe's parents had kindly and naively lent us their house to celebrate midsummer in. Little did they know what music would be played there to their neighbors' great amusement... ;-)


Just eating, drinking and socializing. Life's so hard sometimes.


Tobbe looking out over the lovely green neighborhood and enjoying the midsummer sun to the tunes of "Ku**n och Fi**an skulle spela boll"... Hehe.. :-D


Jenny had brought a shipload of flowers that made an exquisite dessert.


Johan working on a garland of flowers (for his new wife and not for himself, should that need to be pointed out). :-)


The dangerous cone-soccer-with-water-balloons-attached-to-your-feet game I had invented for the occasion. Dangerous because when people start throwing the left-over balloons around and you try to escape, you might run into an apple tree and cut your head open. Which was of course what I managed to do. Brilliant!


The vicious perpetrator that gave me seven stitches in the head and three in the nose. :-P


Ouch. This was after I had been to the hospital, I figured I would spare you all the nasty photos where I have blood all over my face. A big thank you goes to Kattis, the physician who was with us in the party and most likely saved my life.


These two were definitely better looking than me during the later part of the party. (Hmmm, on second thought they were during the earlier as well.)


Is there no END to the excess of food and beverages!??


As it got later people moved inside for strawberries (those who made it to them in time), coffee and a last glass of wine...


...until eventually it was too late for anything... The end of another perfect (well, for those of us with ten stitches in the head maybe less perfect) midsummer!