The existence, the physical universe is basically playful. There is no necessity for it whatsoever. It isn’t going anywhere. That is to say, it doesn’t have some destination that it ought to arrive at. Same way with dancing. You don’t aim at a particular spot in the room because that’s where you will arrive. The whole point of the dancing is the dance. Life is a musical thing, and you are supposed to dance and play. That is the point.

Searching for info

Every now and then I am searching the web for information simply seems unavailable. My Morgan +4 DHC 4 seater (snobmog) is such an example. There are almost no pages about the car on the internet. Also my airplane the Czech built Jora UA2 is another. When there are little info available, my aim is to share the little I have in these pages.


When first having a page, it also feel somewhat viable to add a few pages about my hobbies as well. The definition for a hobby is an activity, interest, enthusiasm, or pastime that is undertaken for pleasure or relaxation, typically done during one's own time. Mine are pretty widely spread, but the common link of them all are the wish to play and being creative. So this page is probably the only one where you can read about restoring cars, creating art, programming, baking cakes and flying airplanes.

So here you are, on these pages you will find some information not available elsewhere, in addition to quirks and info about other things of my interest.


The section about the instrument I am building, a copy of a barrel organ (positive) which were made in my town a couple of centuries ago. We are not many builders of these instruments, and I have got in contact with quite a few over the years, just because I have a page here.


You have not lived until you have eaten Tiramisu, the Italian dessert deserves a page, perhaps it will help you to decide to make one yourself? It is not complicated and really worth the effort.

RC Model airplanes

I have been building model airplanes since I was a kid. My dad did build and fly, so one can say I have been exposed to Nitro fuel since the age of eight. I can still remember how terrified I was, holding my dads line control plane with the Fox 35 glow motor at max rpm when he did run to the control handle 30 meters away, for then to shout "Let it go!".
And I ran as fast as my tiny feet could carry me.


Having started several businesses and done quite a few interesting projects over the years, I present some of it in these pages. Here you will find short stories and creations I have made.