So, while we were in Helsingborg, we saw a very snazzy car for sale in a very plush dealer’s showroom… a giant place with clean floors, mood lighting, the works…

Actually, that’s a lie - this is just one of the city’s underground car parks. When they say Sweden is a clean country, they’re not lying.

I arrived home at three o’clock this morning after the long weekend in Sweden. The party was just excellent, helped by the comfortable hotel bed (instead of crashing on the milk-factory floor) and the huge buffet breakfasts as provided by Scandinavian hotels.

As far as results go, our joint Atari demo (in the ‘General Demo’ category, code by Kronky, music by me) came third, winning me a Playmobil nun. w00t for the nuns! My C64 demo wasn’t last, which is definitely success in my book - seeing as how I have used a C64 for less than a year and most of the other entrants had about 20 years experience!

I managed to get a photo of the ‘window’ that I wrote about in my last blog. I love the irony of the aircon unit serving a different area of the factory which is right next to the pile of fallen glass…

And some retro-geek-porn…

After the party ended on Sunday, we had quite a bit of time to kill, so we had a wander around. Some curiosities spotted on the trip…

(Clockwise from top left) Promiscuous Pasta, Swedish Flag Lollies, Sweden’s Southernmost Point, Sauce Bottles You Have To Milk, Angry Workers, Big Bridge.

We also saw the following object. We couldn’t read the Swedish, but its shape and the fact it had two men expressing love on it suggests it’s called something like “The Big Gay Stone of Skåne”…

Oh… and I discovered the knack to getting by in a foreign language you don’t know without reverting to English. The knack was to not care whether I was saying the right words or not, but to say them extremely confidently. I didn’t get too many funny looks and I generally received what I was after in the correct quantity. It was an interesting experience.