Pre Christmas overload as every bugger seems to be stopping work on 19th and wants their pennyworth before. Boulmer boys doing regular sorties but they didn't stop to drop me a line.
Frost on the back roof hardly broken all week and garden heaving with birds so it's definitely winter.
As proven by the view from the back window. Howling gale from the west, fields flooding and snow on the Simonside hills. Now where's the thermal underwear for tomorrows expedition.