Off in Finnish Finland

Not blogging much lately. Not writing much either, to be honest. I'm off in very Finnish Finland for a couple of weeks' work, and the contents of my mind are gradually melting. It's just me, some very pleasant but taciturn Finns, a massive forest of silver birch shedding yellow leaves with incessant prettifulness, and a small, very hot sauna in which my brain is boiled just a little bit every evening.

Finland's an interesting place, in an extremely nothing-happening-here-at-all sort of way. There's obviously an awful lot that I'm missing. Thing is, though, I'm completely missing it. It's not like being in, say, Southern Africa, where things happen that look fascinating, and you've no way in to really understand what's going on. It's not like that, because nothing looks that fascinating. There must be more going on somewhere, but who know's where?

Not me, that's who!

Anyway, that's why I've been quiet lately. Stunned into silence by Scandinavia. Normal service will resume in a week or so ...