A retro-blog by Pat the Chooks
The forecast snow fell today. All day it had been threatening and there were flurries of sleet which we watched out of the office window (more exciting than work, I can assure you). It was a very windy day and we knew of several people stuck on Islay because Calmac had taken the ferry out of service due to the weather. At one point there was a fall of dry, powdery snow that swirled around and threatened worse to come.
By the time we came to go home, the snow was falling and settling on the road. Dark by this time, driving the 13 miles home was not a lot of fun and it got worse as we climbed up the glen away from the main road back towards The Chookery. We had bought tickets for the local musical society’s production of Seven Brides for Seven Brothers, but decided against risking the drive in the falling and settling snow, opting instead for an open fire and each other’s company.