Cold Creeps

 The past two days have been rather dreary; now that the cold has set in, it finally feels like autumn has come. We visited grandmother today, only too happy to remain indoors and try our hand at crossword puzzles.

My grandmother types all her letters on a typewriter. It has recently broken down, and as there is no one who specialises in fixing typewriters anymore, she is on the hunt for a new one. I tried to show her the merits of a computer, even used as a simple document maker, but she would have none of it, "No, no. I won't have one. Now show me that gog of yours."
"My...blog?"
"Yes."

 Mormor och jag

Hmmm...