My big brother
In less than an hour I am taking the train to Norrköping. From Norrköping I’ll go with my parents to Värnamo where my aunt and uncle lives. We’ll just stay there over the night and then carry on to Helsingborg and my brother. And tomorrow we’re going to celebrate his 30th birthday… wait… did I just write 30? I think I did, and that means we are getting old. My “big” brother and I. So, we have grown up, we live 555km from each other but… it was like yesterday we were running around in the garden by our summer cottage or played tennis outside the house in Haga where we were living. And it was like yesterday I beat him in computer games at our C64.