Piste again.....

Every year, when the snow comes to Scotland, we take a trip to the ski slopes.

Today, the temperature was down to -3, and although the sun was out, the drifting flakes made it difficult to see the little chair lifts at the top of the hills.

It was a blessing therefore, that we had absolutely no intention of skiing anyway, and instead headed to the nearest country house hotel for tea, scones, and champagne by the fire.....