The Bridge

Another day in Skane (which I think is the name for this southern region of Sweden). Today we went exploring Trelleborg and then onto what was a must for anyone visiting Sweden, a trip to IKEA. We chose the Malmo Ikea, which is not only the closest, but I am told the newest of this megachain of stores.

The start of the day with the gathering of the chooks.

We have arrived, Mecca

Joy Studies the Catalogue in quiet reverence.

Ikea, here is an idea, lets have fluffy Rats and Mice as toys for the Kiddies to hug.

Ikea, clearly, No Eye Deer, as evidenced above.

Speaking of which, we actually saw a real deer, with eyes, along the side of the road later in the day. This was the first in Scandinavia, after seeing lots of warning signs to look out for deer, we finally saw one and he/she was on the wrong side of the sign.

What was spooky was that I saw a doppelgänger of my sister Margaret at Ikea, not as tall, but the similarity was remarkable. 

Swedish Art Sculpture, a gargling head???

Little sailing yachts

Fishing Flags

Farcical Fish names

"The Bridge" which turns out to be tunnel for the last few km as you approach Denmark.

The Ominous Sky

How does it steer?

More Sculpture, In Trelleborg where one can imagine this scene in Winter as the cold wind and rain comes in off the Baltic sea.

Congratulations goes to Axel (a blog stalker from Bendigo) that identified the car as a Renault Dauphine from the 60's. Axel can be smug in the knowledge that he knew. 

 Happy Birthday Bernie. 

Thank you Billie Boy for recognising the Stones.

Thanks to Linda for adding a comment and letting me know who is watching.

Time for a beer and maybe a Red.