How to Fail at Being Finnish
An introduction in 9 points
My wife, Silja, was the second Finnish person I ever met.
She was on holiday in London when it happened. Being the small-town Finn that she is and not knowing any better, she and her friends decided to visit a bar called The Dolphin. If you aren’t familiar with the seedier bars of East London, then let me tell you that The Dolphin is not the most likely …