We were extremely lucky over the weekend in Clacks. My sister and brother-in-law, and their two sons and their families plus my own two were all scheduled to meet for lunch here on Sunday from different parts of the country It turned out rather differently than we planned. Son No 1, with wife and two little daughters struggled up the M6 from Huntingdon to arrive here very late Saturday evening, cold, tired and hungry - a nightmare of a journey. Next we heard from my sister - they couldn't get out of Inverness. The Drumossie Brae was like a bottle and cars skidding about all over the place, plus almost impassable. They asked us to check the Glens of Foudland webcam as they would try to come down via Aberdeen. It seemed clear so they set off, but travel was slow and they eventually got here 6 and half hours after they started off from home - normally 2 and three quarters at most.
In the meantime Son number two was struggling across from East Calder with his wife and baby daughter, just a little longer a journey but all the time they were here they worried about getting home again. Our bridge was difficult so my daughter and son in law left their cars at the other side, but Donald was OK - a big 4 x 4 took him swaggering into the back yard! We had a lovely afternoon and evening though, swapped presents and decided that Helen and Ken should stay over as well, so I happily gave up my double bed and moved into the study for the night - nearer the computer anyway I said! Neil and Elaine took 3 hours tyo travel a 50 minute journey back to their little cottage, Donald took the same for a 45 minute journey to Paisley - both getting stuck at different bits of the M8, due to heavy snow falls. My sister just called to say that they are home in Inverness safely with No1 son, wife and the babies. A long and tedious but not too eventful journey.
I do NOT like snow! I don't even enjoy ski-ing, sledging, skating or anything related to that horrid white stuff. All it does is interfere with my plans.
