Life as an Extreme Sport

Singing Swedes

I woke this morning to The Swede, bouncing up the stairs and singing in Swedish. I’m going to assume it was “Happy Birthday” but it had the exact same rythem as/sounded just like:

Oh my darlin, oh my darlin, oh my daaaaaaarlin Clementine
You were lost and gone forever
Dreadful sorry, Clementine

Disconcerting, to say the least.