No luck in that department, but it meant we could have a very nice lunch in the PUB house, which we wouldn't have if we'd stayed in Gamla Stan! George was a funny little monkey and played silly games at the table. During our walk back to Södermalm, he fell asleep in the pushchair which was probably a good thing, cause the wind was chiiiilly and horrible.
Back at the house, we were all pretty knackered, apart from George of course, who'd just woken up... Games and fun and a nice late dinner to finish off a very nice weekend.








