I cycled to Solna and the pompously named Mall of Scandinavia.

All I needed was a few pairs of brown tights. In a normal year I would have stopped by a store near the office and it would have taken me ten minutes. Now it took over an hour.

But that hour of cycling was worth more than the tights themselves. The surroundings here are not so inspiring that I would go out to just cycle for an hour. Any excuse, any small errand that takes me away from Spånga, is a welcome one. Plus the route to Solna passes two lovely lakes.

Mid-afternoon on a Thursday is an excellent time for visiting a shopping mall. I saw a surprising number of people there, but MoS was still emptier than usual, which I liked very much quite apart from avoiding contagion.