We went to Fotografiska to see Erik Johansson’s exhibition Created Reality – hyperrealistic composite images of impossible scenes. Impressive and interesting, well done and well presented. Even Ingrid said it was more fun than she had expected.

Afterwards we climbed the stairs to Fjällgatan (raced them, actually, and I won but Ingrid said it was cheating to take them two at a time) for lunch at Hermans, one of Stockholm’s best know vegetarian restaurants. It’s on all “top ten vegetarian places” lists in media, but I had never been there.

Well, now I have, and I won’t go there again. The staff was unpleasant, the restaurant cramped and overcrowded, and the food no more than so-so. A lot of flavour, yes, but crude and unbalanced – sort of tone-deaf, with pepper, mustard and vinegar mostly overpowering the flavour of the vegetables themselves.

What I mostly remember from Hermans is the queueing, trying to get at the food, and the endless stream of other guests’ bottoms and crotches squeezing past our table to also get at the food.