This past Saturday I took part in a march for freedom in Copenhagen. It may sound strange. Denmark is a free country with freedom of speech and civil rights according to our constitution. Never the less nowadays the EU has more to say than our laws which means that we have lost influence over who is entering our borders […]
My grandmother Asta was born 1890 and died 1982. She has kept a lot of birthday cards and get well cards that I would like to show you. There is also a small book with her marks from school and texts on how to behave as a good and well-behaved school-child.
Confirmation card from William’s sister Caroline, 4 April 1880 at Holmen’s Church She reminds him to remember his family who loves him and the trust in God for his life. A picture from his first year at school. William is in the blue frame. The boys wear sailor hats. This photo was taken at Stjernevej where sister Caroline lived with […]
A good friend of mine has let me have a lot of photos from the celebration of the liberation in Copenhagen after five years of German occupation. She herself was 10 months old and is taken around in a white pram or baby carriage with her six-year older brother close to where they lived in Amager, an island in connection […]
It’s the World’s Live Ballet Day and our royal ballet sent a “live” scene from the “Giselle” production. The ballet master Nicolaj Hübbe instructed two male solo dancers in their part in one of the acts. The studio is small and is the place where many famous ballets were created under the roof of the theatre. When my parents […]
My father kept a key behind a small picture painted by Matisse. It was the second key to the door from the cellar and out. We always got into our house that way. The first key sat in the lock inside the door. The extra key was used when the family went to bed at night. Did you lock the […]
Today I met some of my classmates from our “Gymnasium” time. We graduated 46 years ago. A few came to our gathering for the first time and memories from the time as 16-19 years old comes up to the surface. I found it so emotional that I left a bit early to enjoy the buildings and streets of the Copenhagen I still love. Twice I heard church bells ringing.
