A wee skirving

During the night two things happened

- a wee skirving of snow fell. That's Scottish for a light covering.
- a neighbour had her sheep trailer stolen from the road outside. They cut the security chains and made off with it.

We had a good session on Jane Austen today, discussing the lives of the poor in those times. Not much has improved.

Now I'm awaiting the arrival of #2 daughter and family. I expect the boys will want to run about in what's left of the snow before tea.