Scotland was looking pretty amazing today.
I worked yesterday, while Finn went snowboarding, Meg went to Kingcraig, near Aviemore with Auntie Al and Jamie, and Spook ran a hill race. Finn had a great day and I assume Meg did, as she still hasn't come home. Spook ran well, worked hard, and enjoyed his race. When I came home from work we had to spend most of the evening trying to defrost the caravan that I have let out for a week starting tomorrow and was frozen solid. We gave up when the distressing thought of paid up guests faced with a frozen toilet bowl became too much, and went to friends for a few drinks. I left Spook to solve it today while I drove down to meet Mum and give her a lift up to stay with us for a week. We had a fantastic drive back up through the Glen with hills thickly covered in snow. The wonderful Spook got the caravan defrosted, though a bit of a thaw obviously helped. We then spent THIS evening trying to get it all cleaned up. We gave up and will finish it tomorrow. It is a very drawn out affair, this caravan cleaning thing. Not sure where the professional cleaner has gone.
The main thing is that although the only papers that made it through the glen today (at the time I went looking for them) were the trashy ones, I was able to procure a Sunday Herald 90 miles further south. Well worth the journey! Now I just have to get last weeks rescued Opinion page read (as it would look pretty bad if I didn't) and then I can start on this weeks one.
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