Bodø is as far north as Norwegian railway (NSB) goes. The train will cross the Arctic Circle. Will the backpackers on the train celebrate the event as if it were the Equator? Let’s see.
I will find it hard to keep your attention on matters Norwegian in early August. Like Ping, Pang and Pong in Turandot your thoughts will be turning to getting back to your country estates and bagging a few grouse.
The City Hall is a monster. It was started in 1931 but not opened until 1950 because of the war. At frst sight it resembles something built in the Soviet Union or maybe even a power station.
The Norwegians have been our staunch allies, not least in the Second World War, and the Out party in the EU Referendum will suggest we join them, outside the EU and outside the eurozone.
I can just about remember Alan Whicker’s TV shows in the 1960s, portraying a world that not many viewers in the UK would be able to visit. No cheap air travel and a £50 limit on how much money you could take with you were the first two hurdles.
At the beginning of August 1976 I started working as a trainee for the august sugar house of Czarnikow. Today, 39 years later, I am leaving the City having been an oil futures broker since 1981.
Pictures never lie but they can mislead. I am not haggling over the price, just the quantity. I only wanted a couple so as not to stink out the compartment.