Some name, by the way. A small settlement on Lewis, close to the ocean. We stayed there for a week, burning peat every night! We all love the smell of peat, and I believe so did the neighbours. There was a carpet of smoke around the houses. We missed it so much when we went home that I bought a small box of peat for our homes.

Jeg må dessverre beklage overfor alle kvinnespillerne, at jeg ikke fikk til bildene denne gang. Jeg hadde ikke tatt volleyballfoto på tre år og dette var dårlig. Men noen kan dere få og gremmes over.

En historie om nesten ingenting

Følg rennene fra fortauet og oppover til 3. etasje, Der hadde vi fire vinduer som pekte nordover. Aldri sol inn i leiligheten, med andre ord. Men fri utsikt helt til Grefsenkollen. Jeg kan vise dere hele utsikten her litt senere.

Vinduet i utkanten til venstre lå inn til kammerset. Det var veldig lite, kanskje det er derfor det het kammers i vår tid? Senere ble dette rommet kalt soverom. Om nettene var vi tre stykker der inne. Min mor, min bror og jeg. Den stakkars faren vår måtte sove i en sammenleggbar stol på kjøkkenet. Det andre vinduet fra venstre. Han skulle tidlig opp, fremmøte på jobben klokka sju på kontoret hos Ing. F. Selmer.

De to vinduene nærmest renna var til stua. Jeg tenkte ofte på om det skulle bli brann i gården vil jeg prøve å rekke bort til renna og klatre ned langs den. Heldigvis slapp jeg å prøve det.

En liten historie om 4 vinduer på Grünerløkka.

I Karlstadgata 14.

En ting ting til. Aller nederst lå de små kjellervinduene. Et par ganger om vinteren kom den en lastebil med forskalingsved og tippet det av der. Så måtte vi først lempe denne haugen med ved ned i kjelleren.

Om der ventet det en større jobb, å sage opp denne veden…

Before I leave my FIAT Barchetta I want to show you one more image of that nice car. For some time I had been looking at the possibility to get a hardtop for my Barchetta, and finally I got the chance. And I liked the new look of my FIAT, and I especially liked to sit inside when the weather was foul. The cabin was really nice.
I liked to have a proper rear window. With proper I mean made of glass, with electric heating. That gave me plenty of room behind the seats to store some clothes and other items.
But then I almost had a car number two!
I have always been fan of the MGs. So after the FIAT I bought an MG. I always often been thinking that this was the ideal car for me!. Of course this ws not a convertible, but with a soft roof, it was almost a convertible.

When I was on a trip around Scotland I stayed in a hotel as far you could get on on the British mainland. There was a Dutch couple there, you guessed it, in an MGB GT. I had the chance to get a closer look at their car. They found it to be a very good holiday transport.
So my thoughts started to wander. When I was back in Oslo and visited my workshop, an old GT was parked outside. I was not in good shape, they should use it for its parts. However, I sat inside and got a good feeling!
Coming from my TD, which was 3o years older was almost a shock. A very pleasant one.
I could lock the doors! I had several things solen from my TD!
Now I could leave the car in the street and feel much safer.The heating was was in another world than in my TD,
I got a window wiper with a spray of water! I could go on for ever about how modern the GT was compared to the TD. I fell in love with this car!
So I sold the MG TD 1953 and got a very nice MGB GT 1973. I had had five years with the sportscar I had dreamt about since the war, and it was five good years. Now was time for a more modern car.
Thinking about it today, many years later, I believe this car was the perfect vehicle for me, with one exception, it only had room for one passenger. I had two sons.