My association with Sweden began in 1989 when I moved there to work at Arlanda airport. The photo here shows the team on May 2 that year, after our inaugural flight. (I'm the impossibly blond guy, center, in the red tie. Gosh, that was a long time ago.)
The old gang in Stockholm is arranging a 20th anniversary reunion this May 2 and I will be there. Sooz, unfortunately, can't join the festivities as she has maternal responsibilities that weekend.
Monday the 4th is a bank holiday in the UK so I'll head out to Aspö on Sunday as early as my hangover allows to check on the house. I have a late flight home Monday so I am going to use the Aspö-Stavsnäs-Slussen-Centrallen-Arlanda-Heathrow transportation chain to get a good idea of the direct journey from my Swedish house to my London one.