I always expected to live in Copenhagen. But when I was 22, a friend, Bjorn, called to tell me his new girlfriend had a friend from Australia coming to visit and that he was going to set me up on a blind date.
When I arrived at the restaurant, I expected Bjorn would be there to introduce us, but instead I saw a good friend, Michael, who said that Bjorn had called him to go on a blind date with this girl from Australia! Then another friend arrived, and another, until there were around 15 boys sitting around looking at . . .
