Sunday, March 26, 2006

That'll teach me...

We're into true late March Shetland weather now, severe gale nine winds gusting to who knows what, boats cancelled, power flickering off and then, thankfully, back on again. The snow has gone, but so has the stillness and sunshine of Thursday. Last nightit was hard to get to sleep for the perpetual swishing noise that signifies a really big wind, punctuated by enormous buffeting crunches and rattles from our (mostly, but not all)double glazed windows.
Tonight's ferry south from Shetland has been cancelled (complicated reasons involving Aberdeen's useless harbour being closed on Saturday morning, meaning that the boat south ended up in Rosyth, and now has to get back from there). We're all heading south this coming week, me and Magnus on Monday, Susan, Martha and James on Tuesday. Looks like the wind will ease tonight, but seas will still be rough tomorrow. Now where's that Phenergan...
Oh and we all remembered that today was mother's day. But we all forgot about the clocks going forward. This all reminds me of my previous life among premillenial dispensationalists, some of whom were sometimes caught out when the clocks went back, turning up at a closed and shuttered gospel hall to spend an agonising hour or so convinced that the Rapture had taken place without them.

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