The beautiful Gower Peninsula.

Just a taster of what it would be like if Southend was Welsh-speaking. Which I think it should be.

Went to a meeting at The Salvation Army, or should I say Byddin yr Iachawdwriaeth, today. (We're in Swansea for a couple of days).

We had a big barbecue at ours today. Do you think we've got enough rolls?

Guys, get out your old junior soldiers ties. According to H&M, they're in this season.

The clouds in the background looked like mountains, I thought. Or maybe it's just me missing the Faroes...

I have worked all day and I am dead. (VERY poor quality photo due to my phone not being able to deal with darkness. And I was too tired to go and get my camera.)

Oh no.

LONDON, BABY!!! (I've missed it!)

I tried on Josh's glasses. The more I look at this photo, the cooler I think I look...

Team John at the Car Rally. We came third and was robbed.*

*The team name was actually Fiesta Resistance and the Poddington Peas. Guess which part I came up with :)

A great evening with great friends, meringues, chocolate sauce, marshmallows and cream. What more could a guy want?

Aren't we cool? After (another!) concert (I've been home for ten days and done three) we realised that we all had the same shoes. Although mine (red rim, turn-ups) were slightly more Faroese than everyone else's.

Today I bought some new jeans. And I'm mega happy with them. You'll see them. All in good time, my friends. All in good time.

And today I had to spend rather a lot of time on the phone.

From the Ice Bar. Very cool. Literally.

Another day, another concert. And this expression, believe it or not, is a look of relief (it went very well!).

Straight after the concert, a group of us went out for a birthday meal. Good times, good times!

OK... I have to learn 8 songs ready for a concert tomorrow. (Addition: Which I unfortunately didn't manage to achieve. I wrote the words down on little cards and THOUGHT no-one would see them. But see them they did.)

OK, so I can still only play E minor, but don't I look the part?

Living out of a suitcase. I should probably unpack this fairly soon.

Home and already into my new thing - to learn the guitar. Today I mastered E minor! (It took a long time for me to get that. My brother lost patience with me after a while).

And today I went home! A sad and happy day... (see here for more). Just as I was going to bed, I realised that I'd completely forgotten to take a photo today - then remembered that I'd actually taken one final photo of the corps as I passed it on the way to the bus terminal. Phew!

Doesn't it look great? As soon as the concert was finished (at about 1.30am), we had to set up the hall for an eightieth birthday celebration. This photo was taken at 3.30am. I was dead. The Faroese are pretty hardcore (plus, with the sky never actually turning dark, it seems that most of them have given up going to bed anyway).

A very cool day today (and yesterday actually). To tie in with a music festival in the centre of Tórshavn, the Salvation Army (which is in the same road as the festival) has a Christian music concert for two nights. All the big Faroese Christian artists came (and there are a lot). The hall was full, which, as we'd been setting up until 3am in the morning, came as a big relief. This is 'our' four girls from the corps who also took part.

I'm going to miss this place. I've spent MANY a nervous hour here. This is the entrance to the National Library, and the place I would make all my phone calls when I had to phone up schools and things. The phone calls themselves would last about three minutes. My nervous pacing up and down beforehand could take up to half an hour a time.

Only in the Faroes.

It was so foggy today that you couldn't see the whole bottom half of Nólsoy Island. I thought this was quite cool, so I put it on my blog.

Going home within a week, and I start to think about all the things I'll miss. This is not one of them. It's the pathway between the university and the National Library. I'm clearly the only person who uses it, and you have to run and keep your mouth shut, as all KINDS of insect wait for you as you pass...

Today was cool - they've started filming a Norwegian TV series in the middle of town. Well, I thought it was cool until I realised that they'd closed off my road and I couldn't get into my house. By the time I did, I wasn't able to get anything done, because I had some American (or Norwegian with an American accent) yelling 'CUT!' and 'ACTION!' about a metre away from my window.

It's been a big ol' weekend, and I was really hot, so I'll chilled out and watch a film.

Playing with the band in the pedestrian precinct for some Music Day or Summer Day or Summer Music Day or something like that. I should really listen more.

Fantastic weather again today - another barbecue. And today Jonas came over to me. He's been a little wary of me since I arrived, and now, a few days before I go home, he's decided that I'm ok after all!

Beautiful scenery from the Vestmanna Bird Cliffs (see here).

(One for the language buffs) Faroese has a letter, Ð/ð, which comes from Icelandic, but causes no end of problems in Faroese as it isn't pronounced. Consequently, people just stick it in anywhere. This football goal which has been painted on to a wall down by the harbour is a famous example (The word for 'goal' is mál).

Got lots of reading done today. Makes for a productive day, but not a great photo.

Today I went to a book-launch at the HNJ bookshop. I've never been to one before - yes, I've become pretty cultured while I've been here. I go to book-launches.

It doesn't show up too well here, but I got pretty sunburned yesterday. That's pretty unusual around these parts!

On the band's fantastic visit to Mykines Island (see here).

Down by the harbour, just forty-five minutes later, at 12.15am. I couldn't let a nice evening like this go without enjoying it!