Sorry, Pamela Anderson

After blogging about Barbara Andersson, the entire office has been teasing me about not knowing the name of Pamela Anderson. Turned out, however, that in Barbed Wire, the film I'm unwillingly spoofing in in last weeks vlogg, she is actually acting as Barbara Kopetski. Thus, although I added a Swedish s to get Andersson propely spelt, she is Barbara in barbed wire, so I will consider this a non-error on my side. I thought I was wrong, but that was a mistake, I have NEVER been wrong. ...
... Must admit I have a rather short memory for some things, though, so never might not be that long in this case.
At least I didn't call her "babe".

Item 1: Barbara/Pamela Anderson-Kopetski

Off to the royal capital of Sweden

Didn't have much time to blog today, since we are off to Stockholm to discuss international expansion and expansion capital. Not that Stockholm is the capital of capital, but there are some venture capitalists we are meeting there today. And the others at the office made sure I saw myself featuring instead of Barbara Andersson in Barbed Wire. Was it really Barb-ara Andersson? Weard bird, that one, at least the name. ;)
/Niklas

Snowstorm and mine maps

There IS a connection between Storgruvan and Lockgruvan! ("the big mine" and "the lid mine")
I guess that has very little bearing with Bombadil and books, except that the maps were stored in Falun, 3 hours drive from here, and I had to go there because the book of maps was way to large to get into their copier. I guess it is A0, the book, i.e. a square meter. As you can see in the map photo, the connection is at 164 meters, and quite spatious, from Storgruvan (entrance shaft approximately centered at the right map sheet) all the way to Lockgruvan (far left corner of the left sheet). It is just about 800 meters between them, so it makes a lot of sense to be able to walk at 164 meters depth in the warm and cozy depths of earth, rather than going up one shaft, cross the snowy terrain and then go down again almost a km away, don't you think?

Oh, and on this picture (from the office window, the mine cannot be seen because of the forest in the background hiding it), in this picture you can also see that we have started disassembling the barbed wire fence. Barbed wire doesn't match the ideology of Bombadil Publishing, you see. We intend to plant a Japanese garden where the fenceposts now stand, still with barbed wire at the top. Of course, a Japanese garden will be just as effective keeping intruders out, because no self respecting Swede would ever go into somebody else's garden stepping on the grass without permission.