Bear with me
The post-holiday/miserable weather blip inspiration famine continues. I'll just have to go away again. But in the meantime, here's a bear. But not just any old bear; a Swedish bear. It was a present to me from a Girl Guide from Stockholm who visited our town back in the late 60's. My older sister was a Girl Guide and each of the visiting girls stayed with local families so we had Eva Fössberg staying with us for a few days. I think I might have fancied her just a little, except that she was so OLD; she must have been at least 17 if not older, while I would have been a sprightly 14 or thereabouts.
I wonder how Eva's life went; she'll be over 70 now.