Where everything came to a standstill.
It finally arrived here in the North East of Scotland, and is still snowing.
Our hens have refused to come out of their hut, and there are fifty starlings lined up along the run waiting their opportunity to pinch the hens food. Our many bird feeding stations are all far busier than any rail station or airport, which I gather are closed. We have a guest booked in tonight from Inverness. Not sure he will make it. For the time being I am having a lazy morning, my runway to the ironing temporarily closed - due to snow! Watching it far more fun.
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