A busy weekend....so what's new?

Methinks it must be about time for a blog...it has been a few days. I shall start with the weekend that has just gone, a weekend spent in the company of 80+ women, most of whom were ladies of a certain age, and what fun it was. Yes it was the WRI Scottish Country dancing weekend, a weekend that tests brain power as well as physical stamina. We had a two hour class on Friday night, a two and a half hour class on Saturday morning, a four hour dance on Saturday night and another two hours on Sunday morning. The 10+ hours was filled with something like 30 or more dances, of which I previously knew only 2, so lots of thinking involved. On the Friday night there was also an impromptu ceilidh after the class where people are invited to 'do a turn'. Since there were 12 from Braemar (by far the biggest represented group as most only had 2 or 3)we did a couple of things. One was the Wee Kirkcudbright Centipede, where 7 of us dressed in black and with black tights pulled over our faces joined in a line to represent a centipede dancing. Good for a laugh!

Last Friday, before going to Pitlochry, I was teaching in the P5-7 class at Braemar. I took along our novel with the intention of reading just a wee bit if time allowed. Well, the response from the kids was fantastic and they kept asking for more. They even suggested that I cancel their playtime so that they could stay in and listen to more! Debbie has also reported similar reactions from her kids so I guess it is a hit with children. Let's hope the judges also like it. I have not written anything since sending it away, but I do feel in the mood to get back to writing so perhaps this week.....

The Jacobite Project is going quite well, but I need now to pin some people down and get commitment from them for the stalls and games for the fete. I think the show is going to be well supported as we have musicians, singers, and dancers all showing willing. I have to find out which Pipe Band is coming and talk to their Pipe Major. Four weeks from now I would like to see everything in place. Watch this space.

Homewise...we are in our annual guddle. Richard is doing up our bedroom and it involves cutting holes in walls etc meaning there is a fine dust everywhere. All of our stuff has been moved out of our bedroom and into the flat or room 1, so no place is tidy. Ah well, it won't last forever and hopefully it will all be worth it. One problem is we can't agree on colours for the walls, curtains and duvet covers. I wonder who will win. I want a sort of cranberry and cream, or rust and beige. Richard wants light and bright but nothing on the red spectrum. We shall see.

It looks like the snow might finally be going, but I am not putting any money on it yet.

White out and other good stuff

I am amazed at what has brought me back to my blog. The blog that I have ignored for almost 8 weeks. Shame! I would have thought that finishing the novel and sending it off to the publishers might have done the trick. Or our recent visit to Norway to visit Claire and Yngvar and their many pets. Or even the turning of our house into an Italian cafe hosting 16 for the Buzzard (local newspaper)committee's 3rd birthday party. Or my grandson Zach's recent Academic Award as one of the top hundred students in Oklahoma. All of the above are true and memorable events but the thing that has brought me back is the WEATHER! Believe it or not I just had to record the weather. I have never seen this much snow, ever, in all my life. We already had a very cold snowy spell lasting from late December to early February. Then we had maybe a week of bright but cold days, when one could imagine the return of spring. Then Wham! Back came the snow. With a vengeance. It has been snowing constantly for the last 36 hours with no sign of it abaiting. It is so deep in our garden that it comes up to the top of the fence. We are praying we don't get a power cut (many houses in Perthshire are without electricity) as all our heating sources depend on electricity.
Now that I am back blogging, I must try to keep it up. Tonight we are having the first of the Jacobite Day meetings in the Moorfield Hotel. That's if people make it through the snow. Perhaps I shall report on that tomorrow.