Midsummer Madness...

If there is one thing I have learned about The Miss Mooses since I've been working with them, and helping them with their supplies from the Fish Providers, it's that they like Summer.  They really, really like Summer.


In Sweden, where the Miss Mooses live, it is pretty dark for most of the Winter.  Actually the bit I go to in the South isn't too different to, say, Scotland (according to my friend Miss Haggis).  Anyway I happened to be there on the best night of all - the night of the Midsummer Party.


I was a bit of a last minute invite as the Miss Mooses didn't know I would be there on their Midsummer Party day, but as soon as they saw me, they invited me to come out and play.  We would walk through the park, they said.


What they didn't tell me is that the walk through the park would be no ordinary walk.  Those crazy Miss Mooses littered this walk with funny games.  Luckily there were some of my very favourite Miss Mooses to play those games with and much fun was had.


The first game involved popping balloons between ourselves.  Truly, balloons take more popping that one might imagine. Thank goodness for claws!


The second game involved standing in a silent line, in order of age.  There was much giggling and raising of eyebrows.  Surely that Miss Moose is older than me? I'm just a little Mouse!


The third game was the funniest of all for me.  I was handed, of all things, a jelly rat.  Yes. A rat. The objective of the game was to chew the rat and then spit it as far as possible.  Your team mate would then start from your chewed rat point and do the same.  Of course the jelly rat was nearly as big as me and I'm not really sure about putting one of so nearly my kind in my mouth.  Besides, I am a vegetarian Mouse and I KNOW what those jelly rats are made of.  But hey, Summer is summer, so I gave the rat a half hearted suck and spat it out as soon as and as far as I could.  It wasn't very far.


The final game involved eating biscuits and trying to whistle.  Sounds easy eh?  Try it.  


After the park games we went to a restaurant quite near to the harbour front.  Swedish Summer songs were sung and then, one of the Miss Mooses said 'we need a song from England.'  Squeak!  There was another Mr. Mouse from England so we quickly put our whiskers together and came up with a Master Plan.  Shortly afterwards the restaurant rang out with 40 Miss Mooses singing 'Baa Baa Blacksheep'.


I left quite late for a Mouse, about 11pm.  The party was still in full swing and many, many Mr and Miss Mooses - and the Mr. Mouse were dancing and making merry, but too late for this Mouse.  I left my lovely Miss Moose companions and scurried back to my Hotel.


I took a photo for you on the way out - look how light it was?  No wonder they love the MidSummer.


Glad Midsommer,


Mouse xxx