Friday, January 24, 2025

We leave Glasgow. Storm Eowyn is on the way.

We were going to be away for two nights but the government texts us with a rare danger to life weather warning telling us to head home. Ireland is set for the worst winds in recorded history and we're forecast to have gusts north of 100 mph. We rush to catch a train back before the stations close. 

The kilt store near the hotel is shutting early. Schools are suspended and the shop staff are off to pick up their children.


We did manage to get to one of our favourite restaurants in Glasgow. Only two tables were taken. There had been a last minute tsunami of cancellations. I feel sorry for the staff. There are 24 of them working and only 4 diners.


City centre cafes and bars are getting ready for the gale. Tables are being stacked up and padlocked together  to stop them blowing away . How strange the place looks when deserted.


The bakery near the station has run out of Gooey Steak Pies but is ready to help travellers face whatever comes with Haggis Pasties.

Back at The last wee house before Denmark all our electrical devices are fully charged, candles have been brought up from the garage and a case of Pomerol has been stored in the breakfast room. Garden furniture has been pushed against walls. We shall now brave the heavy sleet and snow squalls and take a quick walk down to the heron pond. Then we'll get ready to batten down the hatches in readiness for the 'red' stage of the storm from 10:00 am onwards. The farmers wife tells us the bridges across the Tay to the north and across the Forth to the south have been closed due to the winds. We are cut off.  Ever practical, she is preparing a huge cauldron of Cock-a-leekie soup on the AGA as backup sustenance for the farm hands. ' It'll feed sixty' she says.



It goes without saying a storm will not make a dent in the students Burns Night preparations or their enjoyment of it :https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OPMYNk_wy5U   A few, lucky and unsuspecting, American tourists film the pipe band and are delighted to discover they've landed in Brigadoon.



6 comments:

Yamini MacLean said...

Hari OM
I trust you arrive back safely... I am parked at Hazelhead Park, Aberdeen, where the memorial gathering for Gail is being held later today (in the cafe). It has already been affected as I have had three notify me of cancelled transport and therefore no physical attendance and it's likely there will be others. That livestream link Max set up is going to be working hard! (Link given in comments a couple of posts back...) Meanwhile, my challenge will simply be walking from the van to the door, because my rollator acts like a sail! Be safe on that journey you two. YAM xx

The Life of Riley said...

Hoping there is much less damage than predicted to Ireland and the UK, and that you and "The Font" stay safe, dry and well. On the plus side, you both will get to find out how good your architect and engineer's design (for stability and weather tightness) is the Font's new cabin during this storm!

The Life of Riley said...

Meant "is for the Font's new cabin"

Angus said...

We are beginning to wonder if having a perfect cube was the best aerodynamic idea for such an exposed sea facing 'cabin'. We shall soon find out. The winds are barely above 60 mph and its already rocking.

Coppa's girl said...

You seem very well prepared for the incoming storm. I hope that it isn't a too traumatic experience for everyone. Poor Puppy - her meaderings will be severely curtailed for a while!

jabblog said...

My grandson flew to Glasgow yesterday morning for a meeting, which was then cancelled. All flights back were cancelled, but he got on the last train back to London. Daughter met him at Watford and then drove them both back to Dorset. The meeting will have to take place 'later.'
Hope the cube holds up.