Swedes don't pull their punches. They speak with a bluntness which to us pussyfooting Brits sounds rude. I admire plain speaking but am incapable of doing it myself. I will tie my tongue in knots trying to be diplomatic. Don't ask me my honest opinion about your hair, dress sense or the size of your derrière because I am incapable of saying anything other than you look gorgeous. I'm used to Swedish candour but I have been shocked by my Swedish bathroom. If I had to hang a full length mirror, I would put it by the bedroom door so that guests could check their appearance as they left the room. I would not put it DIRECTLY OPPOSITE THE LOO. There are some activities I do not want to watch, does anyone look their best in this position. I suppose I should thank the Hovs Hallar Hotel for this wake up call about the flabbly state of my thighs. Every time I try to eat anything, the image in their bathroom mirror comes back to me and puts me off my food.