Malmö mornings

Waking up to a dreadful election result, I went out for five kilometres through the parks of Malmö, before returning to the hotel room just so I could cut myself while shaving.

Beautiful as the morning was, it is frightening how the Sweden Democrats have solidified their gains of the last decade, with practically every fifth person in Sweden now apparently willing to vote for an anti-democratic party which, if in government, may well end up upsetting our “freiheitliche Demokratische Grundordnung” as the German expression goes.

Right now, Anna and I are on the high-speed train up to Växjö where she will defend her PhD in three hours from now. Undoubtedly, this is a very special day after all the hard work that she has put into it.