today i met my brother tomas at a café on ringvägen. as we sat by the table outside in the beauteous sun this really old gentleman stumbled by, leaning on his walker, smoking his cigarette. he started to chat and told us it was his name day. may 8 says ‘Åke’ in the swedish calendar. then he asked if we would sing him a song so we sang ‘For he´s a jolly good fellow’, which was very true in his case. cheers old sir.
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