My theory is that gravity is to blame. I've noticed that as hair escapes from the top of my head, my chest and back grows more and more fur. So it must be gravity slowly pulling hair down my body!
This has somehow become my official Start of the summer -movie. So now it's officially summer here! And July 19th is the 60th anniversary of it's release.
I'm constantly amazed about the quality of these discussions. Whether it's about english language (that I can't fully follow, not being native), gender issues (highly sensitive in today's social media) or whatever, discussion is always polite, rational and intellect. You, my fellow loungers are...
Bobby Aro: There's a kapakka in the kaupunki. Aro was a finnish-american singer who sang in very fluent finglish. Line from the song: "I hang my hattu (=hat) on the naula (=nail) by the door..."
I wish it would be! But no, it's Brixton Mfg Co, rather low end stuff. But it's wool, I like it and I dare to wear it in rather unpleasant conditions. :)
Here's one from my neck of the woods. Torisevan kahvimaja (Toriseva Coffee Hut) in Virrat, Finlandia. Opened in 1936 by Lotta Svärd organisation ( female section of the finnish Civil Guard). Still open, owned by same family sinne 1951.
My feelings exactly! With added bonus as a member of international loungers to whom English is a foreign language: Constant worry that I might be writing something totally stupid and insulting! Surely I'm not the only one out here!?
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