Here we are.
Seb Walhain, Tour benefactor
Joop and Edna's garden.
The house.
Lounge
Flags of welcome.
Madelief
Back to her youth. (Jazzy! You're on the wrong side!)
The welcome lunch
Gertrud and Eskil.
Anna and Carina get to know each other.
Our gracious hosts.
Mark, Mike, Gertrud, Eskil, Karin, Hanna, Maria and Rod.
Eskil's. Around the groaning table. Christian, Mark, Mike, Gertrud, Eskil, Karin, Rod, Carina.
Hanna, Maria, Rod, Carina.
The panorama of Eskil's farm.
Mike and Carina
This is the way to dine!
Halkaer Kro.
Aalborg
The mouth of the lake.
More eating with Spelstina
And again...
The strawbale eco-house. Aarhus.
Christian Romme at work on his own strawbale house.
Raw materials (window lintels)
Building up the sill.
Christian's house - a project and a half.
Framing.
Stooks for the lintels.
Mussel shells make for a dry substrate on which to build the floor.
The banquet at Christian's
There's gardening to do too.
More eating....
The ferry to Fanø.
Arriving on Fanø.
The island of Fanø - roof repair, thatching in the foreground.
Fisk og øl
Spelstina at Nana's Stue (Nana's Room) Cafe. Note the tiles in the background.
Peter and the Fanø Four.
Catgut and Steel in support.
Telling lies.
Tiles at Peter's house. There are Dutch porcelain tiles all over Fanø from the 1600's. They arrived as ballast on Dutch trading ships.
Peter's house. The dog is a pekinese so you get some idea.
Peter's guitar made by Davy Stuart. No-one's telling how they got the grand piano in there!
Fanø Church
Ships sail overhead.
Oldest pub.
Ancient tapestry of Fanø 5/4 dance - which they still do.
The Cafe
Anna and Karin outside Nanas Stue.
Fanø streets.
Looking out to Rømø.
Past flood levels marked on the post.
Leaving Fanø - Peter making sure.
Fanø amber - Danish gold.
Boegbeeld
Ribe Cathedral from Rod's balcony
Ribe Cathedral
Cafe Ellegaard. Note Jane Clark on the poster.
Tables, or a drum kit?
The farmhouse at Cafe Ellegaard.
The cow byre. Note the new second storey.
Spelstina at Cafe Ellegaard.
Carina Normansson
Spelstina
Karin
Mike and Anna at Cafe Ellegaard.
Tunes
With Rod Sinclair.
The last supper.
Cafe Ellegaard
Mette.
The hof.
Bridge to Saelund
Our gig in Copenhagen.
Go Holland....
Busy Copenhagen
One Great Dane and two little ones.
The Shooting Wall, where artillery was fired from for testing.
The streets of Copenhagen
Any time's a good time
Copenhagen Indian Karaoke
Danish Army and Navy recruits at our gig in Copenhagen - at 3:30 am!
Gig finshed, 4am - sun is up!
Raadhus.
Townhall Square
The bridge to Saellund.
Always big skies.
We are now on the island of Fyn: rural Denmark a la Grahame Sydney.
The Blackthorn T-shirt.
The Royal Swans.
Lone's home on Fyn, 18th Century house.
Darkening skies
Anna and Angus
Angus.
Both of us know it's an electric fence.
Mike and Angus
Egeskov Castle
Titania's Palace
Squirrel.
Egeskov Castle and moat.
The count's armour.
Count Bignose.
Writing home.
Siobhan. I bought this for you.
...but you have to drive it home.
Piet Hein's Square Egg, Egeskov Castle
Session on Fyn
Playing for the kids in a school on Fyn
Danish Alphabet
Circus sports. Lone looking on.
V for Viking og Vand.
Ø for øl.
Now we know who's been eating the strawberries! Mango!
5,000 year old dolmen (burial site)
Ancient dolmen on Fyn.
Idyllic restingplace.
Prehistoric construction.
Now waving grain wild o'er the plain...
Find the story.
The tower clock mechanism.
The carillion
The carillion keyboard.
Biking in Faaborg.
Faaborg Havn.
li'l Toot.
Wait for the ferry before proceeding.
Wasn't me.
The red poppies dance...
It's a sort of a hill.
Brand new kids!
The ramparts of Fredericia.
Very inviting.
Cafe Katia
Katia - Ecaterina Szabo: not the gold-medal gymnast.
Cafe Katia is a full restaurant now.
This was the original cafe when Marcus and I were here two years ago.
I like the red dog.
Conviviality
Contemplation
The Aalborg gig.
You'll Never Walk Alone pub in Kolding.
Corvettes in Kolding.
Matai, Mum has bought you the blue one. But you have to drive it home.
Graceful giants
Once again on the Horsens-Aars highway.
Tonight...
Holland vs Russia. Oh dear.
Aalborg City, heading home.
Coming home from the Aalborg gig, at sunrise!
Hard at work.
Finally, some much-needed rain. (Eskil's farm)
Medieval road to Kalø Castle (on our way to Ebeltoft ferry).
Those are jellyfish on the high water line!
Castle in the background.
Kalø castle - 17th century fortress.
Across the moat.
Skyscape from the ruin.
Kraaje.
Three metre thick walls.
Castle, fort or pile of bricks?
Looking back along the old road to the mainland.
Wild o'er the moors.
Forewarned is forearmed.
Massive dolmen - once buried under a mound of earth.
The outer perimeter.
The central chamber.
Massive rock, completely level, balanced on four points.
Indian banquet on the seaside.
Sunset on the longest day.
The longest wooden ship ever built, the frigate Jylland (at Ebeltoft)
The frigate was both steam and sail powered, with the screw being retractable.
Jazzy, I bought this for you but you have to sail it home.
On board the ferry.
Graduates in Copenhagen.
Bad microphone technique.
Moses forgets his reading glasses.
Tivoli ride. That's me second from the left.
Foyeurism at the Glyptotek.
Foyeurism: The art of sightseeing without paying to go in.
Exiting the Foyer, pamphlets in hand.
Carlseburg's Glyptotek. Nice museum. Foyeured that one.
The Copenhagen Stock Exchange. Tower is four entwined dragons' tails.
Bad Foyer
The Copenhagen Stock Exchange
Mercury's secret arts. Buggered if I know.
The dragontail tower.
Christiania. Nice. From here it was all downhill.
Traffic. Should've stayed in the foyer.
Part of a mural of Christiania's florid history.
There's a shop in here.
The old barracks originally taken over by the hippies. This was the last area we were allowed to take photos.
The black and gold steeple of the Church of the Saviour
A nod to our benefactor.
Nyhavn.
New scarf. Time for a haircut. Now I'm doing Copenhagen.
Don't put your dog in this.
This may take all day.
Oh yes, did we mention there's football on?
Feeling lighter.
Jane Clark and Mike drinking peanuts.
Anna and Jane drinking wine.
There they are!
Graduates busking (the caps are for graduation).
Awesome little jazz trio.
New friend, Ashriz with Jane. Now the wine is flowing!
Session ho!
Follow that, ah, fiddle case.
The Shamrock. Oldest Irish pub in Scandanavia.
Tres amigos
Irish coffees. The best in the world!
Coffee kicks in.
Finally, some tunes.
It's all become a bit of a blurr.
More Irish coffee anyone?
Danish punks! Our biggest fans! Tuba, Jon and Caspar.
Coffee and Danish - breakfast is six metres from our door.
The Palm House.
Top-down view from the palm house.
Palm house at the Botanical Gardens.
Fredriks Kirke. The twelve apostles in the dome.
The Organ.
Violinking Ship
Gefion's Fountain, the biggest in Denmark.
Keeping vigil.
The Little Mermaid. Well you have to, don't you.
The icon of Copenhagen.
You can become quite fond of her.
Waterbus trip home.
Amalienborg waterfront with Frederiks Kirke dome.
Nyhavn from a different angle.
Fountain of the Storks
This is the bizarre sight we pass every night in the passage. It's on, upside down, and no-one's watching it.
Foyer of our gaff. Enough said.
Next door it's always Christmas.
Our gig in Kiel with Eric and Andreas
“Heave away! Haul away!”
Dutch artist Bart ten Bruggencate
The Artist's works.
It's a fan, not a sculpture.
Jurgen conducts.
Old friends, both primary school music teachers and professional fiddle-players.
Anna and Jurgen.
Indonesian banquet, Haaksburgen style.
Adriana, Anna's former violin teacher.
Last card!
Peat bog (Twente).
Mirrored
Berken.
The Organist.
Phantom of the Opera
The little organ.
The farewell party
Helene, Jazzy and Nicole.
Old friends, Anna and Astrid.
Anna, Astrid and Sean.
Smile, Opa.
The whole company.
In the garden.
Family likeness?
Oh, and him.
Utrecht.
Siobhan, I bought this for you...
...Too late.
The Orchestron.
Three generations at the the place where, 70 years ago, Edna's Dad would wait for her Mum to finish work.
Mural of the church that once was.
The pictures don't do justice to how high vaulted this place (the Dom) is.
Before and after 1674. The middle of the church collapsed in a storm and is now a public square.
The towering windows.
Uncle Hans.
Four generations
Four generations.
Mother, son, daughter, daughters.
Back inside then.
Back at Seb's in Amsterdam.
Haarlem.
Sharing an old photograph.
Composition is everything.
Nanna and Anna.
Four maternal generations.
Jazzy and OpaJoop.
Our local transport.
In NZ they are weeds, in Holland, they are beautiful.
The garden.
This is the lounge - you should see the library!
The watermill
The millwheels
The Twente wetlands nature reserve.
Peat bog.
Out for the day.
Gelukkig Kerstfeest!
