I've just had a phone call from Soop in snowy Kintyre - they have no power, haven't had for several days and Kintyre is completely cut off by snow.
They have a little single ring camping gas stove and Mr S managed to get to the local store yesterday so they have supplies. The telephone lines are down and there is no mobile signal. They have some type telephone which plugs straight into the line (?) which she called me on.
Soop sounds really well, in good spirits but misses her GNet fix. On the plus side she says her house is spotless!
Rory is doing well and is thoroughly spoiled by the sounds of things
I cannot tell you how much I've missed my GN pals. Logging on this morning, gave me happy goose-bumps. Yet another bag of chopped logs and kindling has been brought to our door. When I tried to offer payment, our friend replied...'Not on your nellie...' in a broad, lilting Scots accent.
PS...although the sun is shining brightly, there are flurries of snowflakes drifting past the window. Every so often, we hear a low rumble, as heaps of snow slide off the roof and fall with a thud on the ground.
The local farmer; an elderly man, has worked tirelessly to take fodder to the sheep in the glen. I wonder how the newborn lambs are coping. He has a barn for the "orphans". I helped to bottle feed some of them, some time ago.