Made a slow start - and a Christmas cake - and didn`t get out there `til gone half two, the sparkle aready gone leaving the icy-blue light of a proper wintry late afternoon. Dozens of geese overhead - going in all directions - and very still air added to the deep midwinter feel of things though it was only the last day of November....
And then came more of the white stuff...and more...and now more due overnight.
Christmas pudding duly stirred with a few proxy wishes for absentees and left simmering as I came to work today, mincemeat nicely marinading and soon ready for putting in jars. That festive aroma of spices and brandy and .......more brandy.
Even the dogs didn`t seem to mind that we didn`t get a walk: they might even agree that the world, or this part of it, should now semi-hibernate in front of the fire until Twelfth Night.
(Oh, on second thoughts, not until after 12th Dec: http://www.boxofficeaberdeen.com/events/frank-turner)
White stuff permitting of course.
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