Asmund Wright

Asmund is a department head at the municipal treasurer in Oslo something his mother in law who reads her Bible literally find very hard to accept. She has in her literal bible-believing gotten the idea that Asmund working for the devil (you know, custom officers and moneylenders and so on). This might have been to endure for poor Asmund if it was not for the fact that said mother-in-law constantly comes to visit and stays for ages. As most west-end mothers she is completely unable to find faults in her own daughter so when Asmund’s wife ran off with a gypsy and came home three months pregnant her mother found a way to blame this on Asmund. It is no wonder that Asmund seek comfort in both latte and port both during and after working hours at Moxie’s.

The mother-in-law’s constantly accusations has made Asmund a grey and sad man. A son who bears all the signs of not being his does not brighten his day noteworthy either, nor the fact that his wife does not let a single opportunity go by to mention it. Divorce would have been the natural choice for most people in this situation, but poor Asmund comes from a small village out west so the house, the cottages, the cabin cruiser and the rest of the status stash belongs to the wife, and letting it all go is no alternative for poor Asmund.

Asmund is forced to live his lives through his hobbies so he locks himself into the basement at their villa where he can build model airplanes, enjoy his coin collection and paint small detail orchids in watercolour and shut the world out for a few hours. All this and a little whiskey and the occasional porno video down there in the basement makes Asmund’s miserable life worth living after all.