09:00 Lois wants to sleep in today, so I go downstairs and make myself useful, sorting out the recycling boxes for collection early tomorrow morning.
a typical local recycling truck
10:00 Our U3A Danish group - the only one in the UK - is holding its fortnightly meeting tomorrow online, so I send out the Skype invitation to members.
I also ring Scilla, the group's Old Norse expert, to see how she is. When I spoke to her last week she was still suffering side-effects from her second astrazeneca vaccination: nausea mostly. She says she's still not 100% but hopes to take part in the meeting tomorrow if her son Tom isn't using his computer: he mostly works from home at the moment. Scilla is staying with Tom down in Frome, Somerset, at the moment.
11:00 When Lois gets up we have to fill out our health forms online for visiting the dentist on Friday. The impending visit is already beginning to cast a pall over the week, especially for me. I haven't visited the dentist since January 2020: news of the coronavirus epidemic in China was starting to make the news at that time, but we still didn't know too much about it at that stage, and news media were tending to downplay it: and ironically I can remember sitting in the dentist's waiting-room talking about the epidemic in a rather off-hand way to Lois. My god! I wasn't talking off-hand about it a few weeks later, that's for sure. My god!
Heaven knows what our dentist Daria will find when she looks in my mouth through her riot-policeman face-guard. But let's not go there right now! It's worse for Lois - she knows she's got a problem with a tiny remnant of tooth that needs to come out, but which will be tricky to remove because of its small size: Lois saw a different dentist a few weeks ago, who examined her and advised her to have a chat to Daria about various expensive courses of action in the crowns and bridges field - yikes!
a typical scene at our dental surgery - our dentist, Daria, is seated on the left
12:15 We finish completing our health forms, one for Daria and another one for Ursula, the hygienist, and then we relax with a cup of coffee on the sofa. We don't have a biscuit today - Lois is worried about her weight. It's strange that she now weighs a couple of pounds more than me, at about 10 stone 7 lbs, despite the fact that she's the active one - I just sit around most of the day, but my BMI is only 20.7 . How weird is that?!!!
We go for a walk on the local football field. It's freezing cold - is this really the merry month of May????
And unfortunately we've only gone a few steps when it starts to hail. We're pretty much the only people on the field anyway. The tennis courts, netball court, basketball court and exercise equipment area are all empty. What madness, just because of a little hailstorm!!! Old people today - I don't know haha!!!!
we've just started our walk, and at this point
it's just starting to hail - damn !!!!
no old codgers on the tennis courts today...
and nobody playing netball or basketball or working the exercise machines
- what madness !!!!!
It's comforting to know, however, that we're not the only country in the world that gets hailstorms. However bad things seem, there's always somebody worse off than yourself, we've always found. Witness a monster hailstorm that hit Libya last year, with hailstones as big as 7 inches across - source: Onion News.
The website's voxpops commenting on the phenomenon were particularly apposite, I remember.
16:00 Lois's bean seedlings have at last shown their faces. How cute they look !!!!!
Lois's beans popping their heads out at last - how cute they look!!!
20:00 Lois disappears into the dining-room to take part in her sect's weekly Bible Class on zoom. I settle down on the couch and watch a bit of TV, the first part in a repeat showing of the Danish crime series, "The Killing", which I have never seen - it was first shown in 2011, the year before our daughter Alison and her family moved to Copenhagen, a time when Lois and I didn't have any particular reason to take an interest in Denmark.
It's interesting to me that the Danish title of the series is just "Forbrydelsen", which just means "The Crime" - perhaps they thought that would be too tame for English-speaking audiences perhaps? My god !!!!!
I try desperately to understand the odd Danish word in the dialogue, while trying to follow the plot and trying to recognise, and distinguish, the different characters.
As usual the programme-makers have made the mistake of casting actors that resemble each other too closely, and have also made the lighting in many scenes too dark for me to be able to see what's going on.
What madness !!!!!!
The star role is that of Danish detective Sara Lund (Sophie Grabøl), who is working her last few days in Denmark before transferring to work for the Swedish police: a move she is looking forward to, because her boyfriend is Swedish and she and her teenage son can live together up there with him.
Sara's Danish colleagues and subordinates are arranging leaving-do's for her, plus some joke surprises, like a surprise disgusting dummy placed in a dark basement she has been lured to. Yikes!
Sara just laughs when she discovers the dummy, but I don't think you'd expect to see anything like that in a British police department or in a British tv crime series - my god! Why are we so different from everybody else in Europe? I bet the Europeans are more than glad to see the back of us, now that Brexit has finally happened - that's for sure!!!
Sara's replacement arrives at Police HQ - Jan Meyer (Søren Malling), whom we've seen in millions of Danish TV series over the years, and Jan has already started to take over Sara's room and her desk.
This is where everything starts to go pear-shaped, because a big murder case suddenly springs up: some lightly blood-stained clothing belonging to a 19-year-old student, Nanna, is found in a field which local prostitutes make use of to take their clients to.
Detective Sara Lund (Sofie Grabøl) and her replacement Jan Meyer (Søren Malling)
investigate some blood-stained clothing found in a field
Then a car is dredged up from a nearby waterway - and the car is found to have Nanna's body in it.
The vehicle is registered to a prominent local politician Troels Hartmann (Lars Mikkelsen), who is just in the middle of fighting a divisive election campaign. Funny, funny....
I think that Troels possibly has two girlfriends in his local party organisation, both being relationships that he's trying to keep quiet about. He's got a least one woman friend for sure, and I think he's got another, although they both look a bit similar, which is a pity! I think the second one, Therese, might be an ex.
I think this is one of local politician Troels Hartmann's girlfriends
in the local party organisation - I don't know what her name is - possibly Rie (Marie Askehave)
...and this is the other one, possibly an ex. Her name is Therese (Linda Laursen).
She tells Troels a journalist is trying to dig up some dirt on him - oh dear!
I suspect that Sara Lund, the detective waiting to transfer to Sweden, will not now make the move, at least not for the moment. Her replacement, Jan Meyer, has only just arrived, and there are hints that she thinks he is a bit slapdash and won't pursue the investigation thoroughly enough. Well, we'll see.
Have I understood the plot correctly so far? Time will tell haha!
21:00 Lois emerges from her zoom session and we watch an old "Yes, Minister" sitcom before retiring to bed a bit early - zzzzzzzzzzz!!!!
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