Land of the Lost

Hi stranger.

If you are reading this because you still check this blog, well, good news, there is more blogging goodness but it had to find a new home. It's all very complicated and had to do with trade laws between England and Denmark and a cow in Greenland named something that I think translates as 'Daisy' but... I digest.

Here is the long story: We moved to England. And now we moved to Denmark. This blog is about England. The NEW blog is about Denmark. If you take your mouse and click on this next line right here, you will find the NEW blog. Forget this one, and remember the new one:

CLICK ON ME!

The Suspense Is Killing Me

The new blog is just taking its first steps.... give it some time. Before long, it will once again be a part of your daily lives. Let's get hygge!

To find out the big winner of the new blog title, just follow this link:

WHAT'S MY NAME AGAIN?

For the last time, Cheers!

Name That Blog

This blog is just about dead -- I can't be the Kept Man in England eating Tatties and Neeps anymore if I am eating... uh, whatever they eat in Denmark.

So, readers -- the four or five of you that are left -- I need some help. I'm taking suggestions for a new blog title and description.

Something like,

Donuts Without Holes:
The Life of an Expat in Denmark

And if you don't get the reference in that title, that is fine, just watch Caddy Shack some night and it will all make sense.

Seriously -- suggestions, please! There WILL be a prize -- IF someone tops my own entry.

Cheers!

Even Dragons Have Their Ending

It's day two of moving out of the Lilacs. Last night I was thankful to still have a mattress on the floor and a fridge with food and drink. Boo concurs. The movers will pack the rest of today then tomorrow they will start loading a bigger truck. A bigger crew comes tomorrow. There is still a lot of work to be done.

All this just brings us to the end of one chapter and the start of another. On Saturday, dog and I fly off to Denmark to start phase two of our European adventures. The big difference that can't be overlooked (and wife and I agree it makes us both a bit nervous) is that we -- except for minor differences -- speak the same language here but there, well, we will be struggling to do things that here we took for granted.

Take my ongoing dispute with SkyTalk, for example. SkyTalk is the phone company that somehow took over our phone services. These jokers have overcharged us an insane amount and for reasons that make no sense, I can't cancel the service. I have written six letters, had at least 30 phone conversations, and now have an ongoing dialog with a government agency that was supposed to help (but hasn't so far.) How would I have done any of this in Denmark?

Ah, well, the movers are calling and I have to run. This blog is about done... all that is left is coming up with a new name and tagline for the new blog.

Cheers!