Saturday, August 4
Irma’s mother has gone somewhere in the centre of Finland for an annual reunion, and we are taking care of her father for the weekend. Naa spent last night with them, and now Irma and I are here to collect them for lunch. Naa and Irma are upstairs and I am sitting in the car guarding against traffic wardens.
He will spend the afternoon with us at our home, and we will take him back to Kamppi in the evening. Naa will stay overnight in Kamppi with him again, while we will sit at home watching Britain score three gold medals in the Olympics in the space of an hour or two.