We started out by nicking beech leaves from the ground of a local council block. An old lady stopped me:
What do you think you are doing?
Don’t worry, we would never harm a tree. We are gardeners, Swedish gardeners. (I hear Linn squawk in the background).
You should have asked tuts the lady.
I try to enthuse her about our project:
We are collecting beech to decorate a crucifix. It’s a really important midsummer festival. For Swedish people. Everyone does it.
It’s not pagan is it?
Noooo. Course not. Hahaha.
I’m not actually sure though. We’ve made a 7 foot high crucifix from willow branches. On each arm there is a ring. Beech leaves and flowers are wound around the willow. It’s all quite Wicker Man.
Linn says we will have to sing a song and dance around it. Surprisingly our midsummer supper club guests appear quite keen on the prospect. They ask if they have to be nude as well.
It’s up to you.
I answer, quietly hoping they will. Visions of smearing my body with mud while wearing a flower crown come to mind. Like The Slits cover. Linn looks appalled.
The menu this week
Waterloo Guernsey Milk
Brunost Norwegian (like cheese fudge!)
PhoenixHunter
Food looks too good to eat! Bet it all tasted delicious and look like you all had a fantastic Swedish Midsummer. Pink pickled eggs for me please! A feast indeed. A for effort working in that heat. I would have been a puddle in the corner 🙂
Kerstin Rodgers aka MsMarmiteLover
The heat omg. Horrendous. We were limp. Had to have a rest in the middle of the day.
Cate Lawrence
all looks great, but wow that's a lot of salmon to throw away! Looks like a great menu. Love the swedish coffee cups too!
Kerstin Rodgers aka MsMarmiteLover
Heart breaking. Not safe to eat though, didn't want to take a risk. Expensive too. And I feel guilty about a fish dying for nothing.
Coffee cups are actually Dutch – vintage recreation. Lovely aren't they?
Onevikinggirl
No dancing while singing the coack-song?? When I took midsummer to Scotland many years ago, the party ended with the may (midsummer) pole burned, klan-style dancing over a sword…