After the conference dinner this evening we were herded into a room and plied with free beer. It could be worse…. Røde Mor means ‘Red Momma’ (Røde Modre would be ‘Red Mother’) and is one of many products of Nyborg’s local Refsvindinge Brewery which have kept me going these last couple of days. Cool label too. Should you be here I strongly recommend it.
So here I am in Denmark, the 6th country to feature on this blog so far – the others being, in order, UK, Finland, Norway, Russia and the Netherlands. (There will be at least one more this year, as I’m off to the US in July.)
The bridge in the background is called the Størebaeltsbroen (Great Belt Bridge) and it links the islands of Sjaelland and Fyn; I came over it earlier on a train from Copehagen airport to Nyborg. There’s not much to do in Nyborg, so this evening I just went for a walk on the beach and photographed great tits. As one does, on beaches.
Being 42 