Glassbonden

With Anna away in Wales for a week, my mother and I decided to kick off the summer holidays by exploring a bit of the area around Umeå. After a picnic in the port of Holmsund, featuring both the ferry to Finland and the coast guard station (both immense treats when you are three and five), we took our rental car up along the Vindel River to a family farm turned ice cream parlour. As often with culture capitalism, the worst is how good it tastes...