A passing boat full of drunken hooligans....oh hang on, that's the other half of our Fredrik's bucks party. Fille is pissed off he has to drive the boat.

Fredrik tries some Dutch courage on his big day.

Calle and I get our first gig with electrical equipment.

Making a fine cappucino bowl in 3 easy steps. Step 1 - create a creamy espresso

Step 2 - Pour in some finely frothed milk.

Step 3 - drool.

Staffan finally lets loose at his own midsummer party.

This (in all seriousness) is what a Swedish candy/sweet/lolly aisles in the supermarket look like. Coming between a man and his godis (sweets) in Sweden is like spilling a tattoed man's pint in Bristol.

Finally it was time to shift apartments. Jen had to do all the work whilst I drank the beer. The strain seems to take its toll in this pic.

Jen takes a break from loading boxes whilst I take pictures and drink more beer.

Before the move, Jen was also in charge and critically appraised the new pad.

But once everything was in place (or stuffed under the bed), Jen was able to recommence study for her end of year exams.

Petter helps me design and build a new headlamp for our extreme version of mountain biking. Petter is seen here wearing his completed design. These product will be available soon at a mountain biking retailer near you.

The (almost) finished light - 20 watts of blinding power. Now to stop the lamp falling out when we hit a bump...hmm...

Lisa lou visits Stockholm one rainy day.

Yet another Swedish quirk - Pigs Ears on sale in the supermarket. I kid you not.

Another elbow injury, this time a biking injury. Always wear elbow pads kids.

Martin, Ylva and Fille get sloshed as we finally get around to having a housewarming party.

where Peter gets pissed...

..and Chris tries to impress the single girls with his 3 week growth of bumfluff.

..whilst Petter crashes a private Jet into the World Trade Centre.