Monday, March 5, 2018

Cabbage with their kibbles.


Here in deepest, deepest France profonde the sweet pineapples from Martinique are back in the greengrocers. However, with the exception of one cabbage, there are no green vegetables to be found. 'Snow up North' says the greengrocer when I ask. '' Up North " in this case means Paris. Bob and Sophie will be having cabbage with their kibbles.

In Scotland it used to be the case that the law required you to sweep and salt the pavement in front of your house or shop. As these pictures show this no longer seems to be the case.


In St.Andrews the large pharmacy closed ( apart from emergency prescriptions ) and the coffee shops without milk. How this can go on for three days something of a mystery. Presumably the pharmacist lives above the shop , the barristas don't.


In the little medieval streets sheltered from the storm there's not much snow but a treacherous covering of black ice.


From their modern luxury hotel the thoracic surgeons could see the Old Course but certainly wouldn't be playing on it. A case of so close but yet so far. 


Edinburgh equally treacherous. Edinburgh is a hilly city so pedestrian progress is on the slow side. 


This is how the ox track outside the back door of The Rickety Old Farmhouse formed : 





7 comments:

Taste of France said...

All those snow photos make me glad to be in the balmy south of France. Speaking of which, my vegetables come from down the road, year-round, since it doesn't freeze here. Or else from Spain, maybe Morocco. What in the world would be coming from Paris? Besides mushrooms?

WFT Nobby said...

On my street in Aberdeen about a third of the householders (myself included) do remove the snow from the pavement in front of their house. We hope to lead by example, but it makes for a rather uneven walking experience. The only veggies I could find yesterday afternoon in the little nearby Tesco were some carrots. Up to now, Bertie has always disdained carrots, but last night, perhaps sensing the abnormal situation, he happily devoured the couple of slices I left in his bowl. I somehow doubt he'd go for cabbage.
These ancient byways, so common in the English countryside, are fascinating.
Have a good week.
Cheers, Gail.

Angus said...

Presumably it is something to do with the logistical complexities of nationwide distribution chains. Why we should have pineapples from Martinique and be out of cauliflowers is an added twist .

Angus said...

The wee house is the only one to have its pavement swept and salted. All the others seem to be full pf late rising students who are happy spending their day in bed doing whatever students do.

Julie said...

In our two years up at Couper and Leuchars we never saw snow apart from up on the hills

Yamini MacLean said...

Hari Om
Winter Golf anyone???
There has never been any law about clearing pavements in Scotland - or UK. There is in some countries, but here is is more a question of civil duty. In fact, it seems that folk have become wary of possible problems arising if the DO clear their pavements. However, both Ready Scotland and the Edinburgh Council state there is 'no law against it'. Indeed, most councils state that the publice is 'encouraged to self-help' for clearing. (I presented you there the Borders version, as the Argyll and Bute version requires the kind of fortitude it takes to pull on one's winter boots... and all are provided for your entertainment at the variety of ways the same thing can be stated!)

Stay warm. YAM xx

Coppa's girl said...

Lovely snowy scenes - so much more enjoyable to view from a warmer climate !