C o p e n h a g e n 2 0 1 0
January
Where are we going, you said?
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Heeshe is my idea of a fun place for a one-year-old. On Saturday mornings dad takes us there for an hour
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Ah-Oh! Cyclone Eva is in the House
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and the kitchen train will departure
in less than two minutes
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One minute life can be frightening and cruel
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The next it can be sweet and cool
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Should I be wondering where I will be
30 years from now? Or in 30 minutes?
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Probably the best thing about being one year old is to be so naturally comfortable with living in the Now
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N o r w a y 2 0 1 0
March
Rumours of holiday-making
have reached me
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In the North, there are table trolls
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Training to get in shape for the next SEWC,
The Shelves-Emptying World Championship
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Å r h u s 2 0 1 0
April
Off home turf: Have set a new speed record
in the SEWC discipline
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C o p e n h a g e n 2 0 1 0
AprilMay
Breaking news from the Kongebush:
I can stand on my own legs!
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Bananspøgelset Eva (Eva the Banana-ghost)
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Studying the math.
One...
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For a long time we’ve been dreaming of
modernising the family restaurant’s facilities
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And maybe there was a banana-god involved, because wupti! suddenly there was the new kitchen
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I make sure to be the first
customer there every time
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I am not always actually ‘never’ is more accurate let in when my brothers are playing
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But then, luckily, there are other even more
interesting assignments...
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that call for my full attention
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And by the end of the day we can
giggle and sing about it all
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E n g l a n d 2 0 1 0
June
New sweet rumours of holiday
are reaching my ear
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This time we head towards west
and discover a new island there
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We get to know Alfee, Noah and Lucie
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Get to live like in a road movie
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and play in one of London’s
most friendly pools
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C o p e n h a g e n 2 0 1 0
JuliAugust
and I’m a confident beach walker by now
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not so much of a swing talker, though
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and... the hell of a driver
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I’ve been declared old enough
to join the bicycle-tours
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and I am always on board when the
Kitchen Train is on the move
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Hui Hui ee-ya ee-ya oh!
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We are out here, everyone! When the sky is blue, our living room moves out under the wallnut tree
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It is not fair!
My brothers call me E-waaaa Waaaaa!
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Hu ha. A a. Oh oh oh! (Music production)
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Cyclone Eva goes scrrpang!
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My increased mobility brings me new acquintances and communication skills. Mæ-æ-æ-æh!
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