Doing a 360° turn on the road
Back in 1984 I went with my brother up to the mountains to go skiing. We went in his car, which was a brown 1978 Ford Fairmont, with the skis put on top of the roof of the car. While driving up to the ski resort on the highway, we encountered a lot of icing […]
Burning the wild grass, of my childhood
When I was growing up in the 1970s and 1980s, is was common to burn grass in early spring so that old dead grass of winter would be burned off to make way for the new grass that would grow in its place. This method worked and there is a certain smell of new growing […]
My son sees the Hat Man following my sister
In the spring of 2008 my older son was six years old. He would sometimes spending Sunday afternoons with my sister at her apartment, but she lived close to my house at the time. One time my son was sitting in her sofa, which faced the kitchen and the door to the washroom. He was […]
My fistfight with my best friend in 1986
When I was a 14 year old teenager I was hanging in the hallways with the other student between classes. My best friend came over and started some beef which got on my nerves. Things escalated somehow and words turned into a push, and the push turned into a fists flying and then kicking. It […]
The bike fight of 1984
My two best friends of my childhood once had a big disagreement over some silly stuff, and this happened in the summer of 1984, when we were all 12 years old. It may have started with a bragging contest started by my friend who had gotten a brand new bike. He was very proud of […]
Sigmundur Guðbjarnason – Ævisagan
Uppvaxtarárin á Akranesi. Ég er fæddur á Akranesi og ólst upp í Ívarshúsum, þ.e. Baugstíg 10 sem síðar nefndist Mánabraut 10. Ívarshús var jörð sem er skráð á tímum Brynjólfs Sveinssonar Skálholtsbiskups þegar hann hefur útgerð mikla á Akranesi og ræður yfir hálfum Skipaskaganum. Þegar ég var að alast upp höfðu Ívarshús mikla kartöflugarða […]
The ghost in the apartment above
In the apartment where I grew up, we saw ghosts in various rooms and in the hallway over the years. I am not afraid of ghosts, as I know how they are. But when I was a kid, seeing them did not feel good. My family did not speak about the ghosts that we saw […]