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  • This picture is one of my favourites of my father and my daughter, she is about 3. For me, it sums up a lot of things about summer holidays, and especially of my family's summer house by the lake.

    The summer house is the place where you let go of your everyday, working, personality. We wear clothes which are comfortable, but usually not very stylish. Actually the uglier the better. Just because we can.

    It doesn't matter what time it is, what day it is, or what's on the news. The sun doesn't always shine, and there are mosquitoes sometimes, but we can be together and do nothing.

    "Wasting time" is not a sin but a virtue. Carving boats out of pine bark, playing ping-pong on our wonky and crooked self made table, blowing bubbles... excellent ways to spend summer days and weeks. Funny hats are also great on cool days.

    Six more sleeps until I fly home, and head straight to the lake to celebrate my dad's birthday at the summer house. No need to pack for that, I am sure the holey sweats, faded shorts and ancient band t-shirts are there waiting for me. If I can coax my 13-year old daughter back to that hat, I will be very happy. The tradition needs to go on to the next generation.
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