Úr køksvindeyganum í gjár / Yesterday. The view from here.
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Og bilar og vindeygu aftur í dag… /More cars and windows today…
Beiggin hevði hoyrt at hon hevði frí úr skúlanum, so hann slapp við til eygakonuna (sum er skoytiterapeutur og arbeiðir hjá eygnalæknanum). Eygað var verri aftur, tí hesaferð høvdu vit ikki verið so røsk at taka okkum av tí, sum vit plaga. Aftur at klistra uppá glasið, so dovna eyga sleppur at arbeiða, so fer tað nokk skjótt uppá páss aftur. Góða eygað var gott; í brillunum 1.0.
The little boy heard that his sister was taking the day off, to go see the eye-lady (the orthoptist at the ophthalmologists clinic that the big girl has been seing since she was around 18 months). The lazy eye was worse again, over the summer we had not been as good at keeping upp with the treatment as we usually are. We will just have to remember to scotch tape the glass on the good side again, and it should be fine. The good eye was good, though, the glasses are a perfect match.
Á veg heim aftur hugdu vit inn til Fru Hurup. The og sjokoláta og kakupynt og kaffi – sum har altíð luktar væl. Drongurin helt at tað var nokkso damusligt og mest fyri gentur. Ein svipp inn til grannan eisini, toyhandilin við túsund ymiskum sløgum av mynstrutum bummulstoyi til patchwork og alt annað gott. Tá segði drongurin at hann fór bara út at bíða tí hesin handilin var alt ov damisligur. Og út fór hann, í hettutroyggju og posutum kowboybuksum, slitnir converse-líknandi skógvar og hárið eitt sindur ov sítt. Hendur í lumma og avgjørdur, allir 99 sentimetrarnir.
On our way back home, we stopped by Fru Hurup’s to enjoy the lovely smells of teas, coffe, chocolate and cake toppings. The little boy thought it was a pretty girly shop, but we liked it. Then we went next door, craft supplies and specialist fabrics for quilting and patchwork, hundreds of them. That was too much, and the little kid declared that he would be waiting outside, because this store was too girly. So in his hooded sweatshirt, baggy jeans, worn out converse style shoes and in bad need of a haircut, he left, all 99 centimeters of him.
Heima fekk gentan aftur klistur á brillurnar, men vit avtalaðu at í morgin skuldi hon sleppa frá, tí tá skipar frítíðarskúlin fyri rolluspæli.
When we got home, we covered the good eye, to make the lazy one work harder, but we agreed on tomorrow being special. The after scool program she goes to has arranged a live action role-playing game, and for that kind of event, she will need the good eye.









Kære Margretha. Du har vundet en konkurrence. Tjek http://www.billedguiden.dk. Jeg håber du ikke bliver alt for overvældet af al den kunst
Uhada, det bliver spændende. TAK! Det er jeg rigtig glad for. Og du skal nok få et referat, hvis ikke du er optaget af andre ting til den tid.
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