I don't like Norwegians at all. The sun never sets, the bar never opens, and the whole country smells of kippers.


letter to Lady Diana Cooper, 13 July 1934


I don't like Norwegians at all. The sun never sets, the bar never opens, and the whole country smells of kippers.

I don't like Norwegians at all. The sun never sets, the bar never opens, and the whole country smells of kippers.

I don't like Norwegians at all. The sun never sets, the bar never opens, and the whole country smells of kippers.

I don't like Norwegians at all. The sun never sets, the bar never opens, and the whole country smells of kippers.