The effect that The X Factor has had on the art of conversation. My nine year old daughter Millie and I, Saturday night, when the girl from Finland came on to sing:
Millie: “Is this the Polish one?”
Millie: “Is that her name?”
Me: “No, she’s Finnish.”
Millie: “But she’s only just started!”
Archipelago between Sweden and Finland, seen from the air. A blue expanse peppered with green, unweilding shapes – like rocks we could hop across on our journey home.
Finnair’s menu adds to the northern vibe: an aesthetic of air; of sea and ice; the people and tales. They follow us down.