He eased the lever by his leg and felt the huge crane swivel round. One more crate to be loaded and the massive container ship would be ready to depart in the morning, destined for Shanghai.

The green light flashed on the dashboard and he began lowering slowly until he heard the satisfying ‘clunk’ of metal nestling on the stack of containers. Below, he saw the stevedores securing chains around it.

‘Okay, Malthe,’ the radio crackled. ‘We’re done. Come on down.’

Half an hour later, Malthe joined the others in the bar. Every Friday night for as long as he could remember the dock workers in Aarhus had gathered here to drink, argue, fight and make up. His father had been a regular, his grandfather before him.

‘What does the Union think about it?’ Elias was asking Malthe. ‘The port gets busier, more jobs created and they all go to the Turks, the Lebanese, the Syrians, the Somalians. They should be protected for us.’

‘Who is us?’ Malthe asked.

‘You know what I mean. The Danish. They are our jobs.’

‘So long as the port is busy and the ships come here, all of our jobs are safe. There is enough work for everyone. Danish, Somali, Turks alike.’

‘They drive wages down for us all, willing to work for peanuts,’ Elias continued. He knew he had the backing of most of the dock workers surrounding them in the bar.

‘There is no evidence to support that. Do not believe everything the press writes.’

‘Bah,’ Elias sighed and turned away.

Malthe finished his Hof lager and put his empty glass on the bar. ‘Goodnight gentleman. Until Monday morning.’ He was aware of the grumbles and looks directed towards his back as he left. He had grown used to them.

Outside, the air breeze from the Kattegat Sea refreshed him after the musty bar. He walked along the docks and out to the main road, then followed the coast north. An hour later he reached his home. The bright lights and sounds of the night blew up from the city below.

He walked quietly up the stairs and undressed in the dark. He slipped into bed and nestled into Aamino’s curved back. She stirred but didn’t wake. She took his arm and folded it over her stomach. In the moonlight, Malthe marvelled at his pale Scandinavian skin contrasted against her dark African hue.

He fell into a light sleep. It had taken years for Aamino to remain undisturbed through a full night. The nightmares, the screams, the sweating, all had gradually abated.

Malthe had been patient. There are rules here, he would tell her, laws that would protect her. Here she would be safe. He would protect her. Eventually she believed his promise.

She rolled over onto her back with a small grunt of discomfort. Malthe adjusted his position, his hand still covered her midriff. Gently, he rubbed her soft skin and waited to feel the life growing inside of her respond.

Written as part of The A to Z Challenge 2018. Click HERE for more details of the challenge.

Each day in April we will visit a different town or city in the European Union, whose name will begin with the letter of the day – today it’s the port city of Aarhus in Denmark – for a story based on a theme also corresponding to the same letter.

Over the course of the month and 26 stories, we will visit all 28 member countries to complete a farewell tour before Britain leaves the political union next year, touching on the history, politics, culture and people at the heart of Europe.

For a full list of stories and the places visited, visit here: THE A TO Z CHALLENGE 2018.

151 thoughts on “A IS FOR AARHUS, DENMARK

  1. This is such a great start to your month.. A lovely story hiding, or maybe not, a strong political point. Or is it just my bias that makes me think Elias is all belief and gossip whereas Malthe has facts supporting his argument? So well done.

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    1. I think your bias is in line with mine. I’m hoping each story will work as a little stand alone, but some wider points will lie underneath to get people thinking. Thanks Sarah Ann, as always 🙂

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  2. I don’t know how to start commenting for something so brilliant and beautiful . You have put together Elias and Malthe’s opposing arguments so realistically. We can blame neither . It’s what they believe in! I really liked the fact that Malthe is someone who preaches what he practices . The story made me want to know more about Aamino’s background.
    Look forward to a month of reading joy here at your blog.

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  3. May there be many many like Malte in the world!
    Thanks Ian, now I know little bit about Aarhus, Denmark. Curious to find out where would you take us tomorrow!

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    1. Thanks Jean. I often find that places I’m reading or writing about suddenly start cropping up everywhere, including a few I have chosen for my theme this month.


  4. Off to a great start Iain! Am reading a collection of modern-day scandinavian fiction, and you’re bang on target with the underlying mood.

    A-Zing this year at:
    Fiction Can Be Fun
    Normally found at:
    Debs Despatches

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  5. Relationships can be a game changer. Sweet story, I am doing this challenge too and have decided to be poetic for it 🙂

    On a separate note a few days back we were on a road trip to Sydney. This is a trip we have been doing since the kids were toddlers. Much older now and we still play the name of places game. I am going to file “aarhus” in my memory now 😉

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    1. Ah yes, this could be an added bonus to doing this topic when my kids are old enough to do that game too! Look forward to hopping over to your blog to have a read 🙂


  6. Hi Iain,
    Thank you for visiting and following my blog. I’ve enjoyed my first visit to yours, and am looking forward to “my 26 day 28 country European trip” – Waving at you from a snowy New Jersey

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    1. Thank you Cheryl. I had to plan out all the places before hand to make sure I could cover all the countries and letters – I’m afraid Stockholm didn’t make it! but coffee and buns sound good 🙂


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