Dec 23, 2000
Frozen North
Went for a long walk. Very cold. No puffins.
Blogging is proving difficult from the Hebrides this Christmas, due to lack of electricity, decent computer and frankly, volition to get online. There’s so much else to do – like go for long walks bundled up in layers of fleece and wool; watch the northern lights dance across the horizon; linger over long lunches of homemade bread and hearty soup; curl up in front of the warm fire with the book I’ve been trying to finish since August; play cards and sillybuggers and do the King Williams’s Christmas Quiz with my brother and sister by candlelight; laugh until my cheeks ache; make the most of the short hours of daylight walking to deserted hebridean beaches, hands warm in pockets, eyes streaming from the north wind.
So sorry if I’m not online as often as I might originally have anticipated: but as Betty Boothroyd said, “be happy for me.” I need this.
So until I manage to get online again, which may be later rather than sooner (think the other side of crimbo, at least), I hope you have a very enjoyable and peaceful holiday season. Take care.
Later:
Still quiet on the blogging front: but this time owed to frisking in the snow on home-(and hastily-)made sledges, drinking too much Cabernet sauvignon by a blazing fire and getting to a really exciting bit of Cryptonomicon. Electricity still sporadic, but the good vibes I am sending you are not. Hope you’re having as good a time as I am. Hasta luegito…
