The Troubling Case of the Angry Frisian Swans
Living in a small village in the country side of Friesland has a lot of unexpected challenges. Life is not as easy as you might think. For example, I recently had an argument with...
Category: My Frisian Life
The Dutch Tractor License
“Apparently I’m qualified to drive a tractor now,” my wife said with a bemused grin as she returned from the service desk where she’d just been arranging the renewal of her driver’s license. I...
Message In A Bottle
Most regular readers will already know that about a year ago my wife and I moved up to Friesland. At the time of the move we had got as far as buying an empty...
Frozen in Friesland
This week I found myself suddenly trapped in Friesland as snow and ice descended upon the province, transforming it in to Freezeland. Our first warning of the approaching winter weather had actually happened on...
How I Became A Dutch Land Owner
I think I might be an adult… Yesterday we signed some papers and now I own a house, a whole house with a roof, walls, doors and other house like bits. As far as...
I Have A Friesian Passport Now
I don’t think it gets any more official than this; a Friesian passport and country sticker (given to me by my parents-in-law). I had no idea that I had been illegally visiting Friesland without...
