Abba, Fish & Trolls
19th June 2010
I was serenaded by Abba at breakfast, Mamma Mia, here I go again. How appropriate. I’m in Norway, high up on the west coast in Bergen. I last visited here in 1987 when Paul and I were inter-railing and my hair was brown. It’s unrecognizable.
I wandered around the fish market to capture a flavour of the place and experienced a first: whale meat for sale. I was quite taken aback to see it. It looked different to how I thought it would, but then. I’ve never contemplated what I thought whale meat would look like. The prawns are massive and make the tiger prawns in the fresh fish counter at Morrisons look positively puny. For my Australian readers, they’re even bigger than any prawn I’ve ever seen down under too. Huge. (You can tell this is a good day when the highlight was the size of the prawns.)
After a foray into the world of all things fishy the work started. First, interviews at the team hotel with Steve Cram followed by filming in Bergen with Jonathan. I found him a troll to film with, but he didn’t seem too keen (Jonathan, not the troll.) I also spotted a tour guide with a pink umbrella and megaphone, which I offered to borrow for Jonathan to use for one of his links. Alas, he turned that down too. We do have fun, I'm sure he's laughing with me, not at me.
I wandered around the fish market to capture a flavour of the place and experienced a first: whale meat for sale. I was quite taken aback to see it. It looked different to how I thought it would, but then. I’ve never contemplated what I thought whale meat would look like. The prawns are massive and make the tiger prawns in the fresh fish counter at Morrisons look positively puny. For my Australian readers, they’re even bigger than any prawn I’ve ever seen down under too. Huge. (You can tell this is a good day when the highlight was the size of the prawns.)
After a foray into the world of all things fishy the work started. First, interviews at the team hotel with Steve Cram followed by filming in Bergen with Jonathan. I found him a troll to film with, but he didn’t seem too keen (Jonathan, not the troll.) I also spotted a tour guide with a pink umbrella and megaphone, which I offered to borrow for Jonathan to use for one of his links. Alas, he turned that down too. We do have fun, I'm sure he's laughing with me, not at me.