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Angelica emailed me this hauntingly beautiful song by Eivør Pálsdóttir today; to wish me good morning. I had to share it. Filmed during an open-air concert at Stigen in the West of Norway it reminds me of my travels through the north of Norway in 2000.
On a trip I’d been promising myself since childhood, I set out discover my grandfather’s roots in Hammerfest. Way above the Arctic Circle it’s about as far north as you can go on mainland Europe. Next stop, the North Pole, literally.
For a little taste of that trip, and some of the novel it inspired, click onto my other blog here: The Morning After at Pedersen’s Last Dream
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