frog heads

When mannequins attack

Lately I’ve been going on and on about how Denmark is quiet, peaceful and not scary at all in any way.┬áIt turns out I was lying. Even in calm old Denmark one isn’t immune from coming across indescribable horrors. I was out in town on Saturday, engaging in regular Saturday activities – loitering, meeting friends, streaking naked through the main streets of Copenhagen while screaming “God save the King!” – you know, the usual. Suddenly, […]