Steffe causes a commotion

There I was minding my own business, or perhaps trespassing on a private property with camera in hand, it's hard to tell the difference. Anyway, I was taking some photos at Djurgårdsgrind, a place in Tungelsta where one of Sweden's most famous authors lived when he was young. Today the property is used as a summer house and the elderly owners lives elsewhere. And some of the buildings are decaying badly but they still have signs warning people that the place is under surveillance. Enter the first guard. Jocke from Securitas Direct. He noticed my bike and decided to see what was going on. He had never heard about the author so I told him a few facts, and as we were talking,a police officer shows up. Inge as he is called lives nearby and keeps an eye on the place for the owners as there has been a few incidents here over the years. I knew that Inge might turn up after talking to Sune Nilsson (a local historian), so I quickly told Inge who I was, and he had probably heard about me because he asked if I had been able to locate an inscription on a hill side here. Sadly I hadn't found the inscription and with that we started to talk about other "intruders" and a few other things and it turns out that Inge knew Jocke's boss, and that Jocke had planned to visit Inge and his neighbours to talk security. After this little chat we laughed a bit and went our separate ways.

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