Instead of spreading jam with a knife, Norwegians get the biggest spoon in the house, scoop out the biggest spoonful they can, and dollop it onto anything they can find to eat on the table – waffles, cake, ham, boller buns, cereal and milk, bread, pancakes, cracker-bread, puddings, pastries, fruit, porridge… … I was curious as to why Moose hadn’t jumped at the chance to pick and eat them.

I think Autumn is my favourite season in Norway – the weather is still warm here in Tromsø, the sunsets come down over the mountains again and the blueberries are ripe for the picking.