DEAR SPOOK, I have been waiting all night for you to land in Hong Kong and make contact. But really, I have no idea when you are due in. And no idea how long you have to wait in Hong Kong. I only know that the snow continues to fall outside and I hope it has no effect on your arrival - or my ability to pick you up. I have always enjoyed the excitement of driving through the Glen in extreme conditions, which I used to do when I came up to see you from Glasgow. I daresay I can make it back through the Glen in the other direction with equal determination, to get you home.
I have had a relaxing day. Drew and I went for a walk and called into the pub. He is very excited about you coming home. Meg went to town with Amy and Finn had his pals up at the house after rugby. Grieg and Kier are staying. At 10pm I invited them to come walk the dogs with me. (BJ's dogs are as charming and attentive as ever and a pleasure to look after, apart from the copious amount of black hairs everywhere. They really are lovely companions. Bit of a wind problem though). The boys and the dogs loved the walk in the snow. It's never dark and has that great silence. NOt cold, iether. Meg chose not to come home as there were too many boys for her liking.
We are all just waiting for you now. The snow and the dogs help to keep minds off where you might be now. Finn marvelled at the snow falling in such big flakes and said "I don't think I ever could survive New Zealand!" I think he means a New Zealand Christmas. It's not as if all our Christmas's look like this!!!! It's just such a shame that you are not only in the wrong part of the world, but the wrong side of The Glen.
xxx
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