Dark and dreich

I almost phoned to cancel my appointment at the hairdresser's in Balfron this afternoon, because the sky in that direction was ominously solid white with no hills whatsoever to be seen, and I presumed the predicted snow had arrived.

However, I girded my loins and headed over, only to find Balfron clear of any snow and just as dreich as Drymen. By the time I was driving back again, the mist was clearing and the Campsies were gradually re-emerging.

Three new dvds arrived in today's post: Mr Holmes, Spotlight and Trumbo. Haven't heard anything about any of them, but I won't be watching any this evening cos the telly looks good.