Yesterday, the builders phoned to say that the roads were blocked and that try as they might they couldn't make it out to the 'wee cottage'. Odd that. We had no difficulty in getting into town, and back, for our morning coffee and later for a trip to the supermarket. Parcel Force and the refuse collectors also managed to make it out to see us. Two Oscar winners for creative embellishment stand out. The carpet fitter said he'd tried three times but the roads were axle deep in drifting snow and completely impassable . The electrician was slightly less theatrical - he merely said his van couldn't make it up the hill because of the ice. At least they called. They both promise - faithfully - to be with us next week. I could have told them we'd found the roads they found impassable completely trouble free. There again why ruin a good snow day ?
Out to the east the sky has a snow laden look. Sophie is delighted. It's possible a blizzard may head our way. In conditions like this I'm keen to complete our morning tour of the village as quickly as possible. Sophie has different ideas. This is the perfect day for a long bracing walk. She heads off across the field. I follow. Scents are all the better for being deep frozen.
Back to Africa. A toe tapping Christmas song #13:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3NxGOsdEzVw