I had once again returned to my former home town for some dance practice and a couple of gigs. Between them I had some days off, so I asked my friend to accompany me for a tour around the area.
I had received a tip about the first place from one of the baristas at my former regular café, with whom I explored a couple of summers ago while still living in the area.

An ordinary rural house, which looks from the outside to have been just a two room cottage before being enlarged at some point.

The middle part of a kettle used to steam potatoes.

There’s a message on the door, but I don’t understand it. Yet.

Double, lockable doors. Rare in rural areas like this.

A traditional telephone, but a rather modern one. And a cassette of religious songs.

An interesting feature. Looks like a zipper has hanged on the wall and somebody has painted over it.

Again the usual greetings. The crude guy has struck again.

In the hall were a small sauna, bathroom and toilet. I believe, that these are a later addition. They may have been built at the same time as the annex.

And finally the combined kitchen and living room, known as the ‘tupa’ in Finnish. I explained this term at the Race Gamers’ House.

A collection of shoes.

The baking oven in the kitchen. The crude guy is everywhere. It’s almost like the BMW-guy in the old municipal home I visited earlier in the summer.

Something has happened with the floor. It was a bit difficult to move around because of this.

Looks like a Christmas card.

And this is a shopping list written on the cover of a letter from the social security authority.

All kinds of papers. The striking thing is the cover of a cassette from songs at Suviseurat. It is the most important event of the Laestadians, a very strict and old fashioned movement of Lutheranism. Almost all modern popular culture, like watching TV and listening to modern music is forbidden here.
Every summer the tens of thousands of Finnish Laestadians gather at the Suviseurat. This cassette has been recorded there. According to the cover, it’s been in Kalajoki. Not sure about the year.
The anatomy of the inhabitants in this building seems to unfold.