Scandiwegia
Spent a very pleasant - but tiring - weekend in Stockholm. Met up with lots of friends, drank good beer, ate good food, discussed the ins and outs of using pineapples as butt-plugs and gherkins as dildos (they're already ribbed for her/his/its pleasure), and exactly how and why one would go about shaving a wookie.
Bastard airyplane crew shouted at me through the speaker above my head and interrupted my well-earned snooze shortly before we landed back at Heathrow. They should have taken the scenic route so I could sleep more.