Finn's Pride and Joy.

DEAR SPOOK, This is what the best paper plane looks like, but it is too fast to catch in flight. This is what stud marks on your sons leg looks like.

The snow got a real fright and has shot up to the very summits again. Una said it was 13 degrees when she came to work this morning. It was warm and very wet. It stayed wet all day, but I don't think it stayed warm because I came home and jumped into bed with Meg with my Jacket still on and her electric blanket and once I warmed up and stopped coughing I fell asleep. Meg was not impressed!

As a reminder of how hardy people are around here, Gregor phoned to ask if they could use Cross on The Croft as the first round of a Wednesday night, once a month race. Keep the 19th of January free.......I'm sure I've got a shift that night.

Finn is still the fittest of us all but anarchy has ensued in the house. I bought 2 pan au chocolat and one almond croissant for pudding and found one pan au chocolat shredded by cat-like markings. As the house falls back into it's usual disrepair, the cats are roaming the surfaces, feedng on whatever they find. Meg and I may be next on the menu, at this rate.

It was hard to see what was bonnie about Lochaber today, but I think the runners and cyclists who press on regardless, will help to lift the spirit. If I can get myself back on track. I think I will plan my first race to be the Aonach Mhor hill race on the first of the year. That should do it.

Laura called round last night, so that was a ray of sunshine.

xxx