Here is one of my favourite Aberdeen scenes from my walk to work. The way that the narrow street frames St. Mark’s makes the church and its dome look so imposing. The photo is blurry, but just before dawn things do look a bit indistinct. I particularly like the brave cyclist coming up the hill! You can just see his wee light. Yesterday morning it was deeply, deeply cold.
It hasn’t been above freezing for about two weeks, which is unusual for here. There were no trains from Aberdeen for four days in a row, and now there are some but not many. Bread, flour and milk are now running low in the shops, and petrol supplies are causing concern. Although mercifully we don’t need to use our car that much, getting about our winter wonderland on foot can be a bit perilous at times. A bit further along my walk, coming down another hill, I slipped on the snow-covered ice and did a kind of Laurel and Hardy legs-and-arms-windmill-dance before regaining my balance. A young man walking by tried to make it look as if he was more sympathetic than amused, but I couldn’t really blame him for laughing!
Tomorrow, God and the trains willing, I am going to Dundee for a very exciting interview with one of my favourite authors. I will tell you more at the weekend!