I did well

to marry a pheasant plucker; thanks to my sister-in-law whose freezer is already well stocked. Game on for a feast next weekend. 

16 cm of snow today, and young people climbing the Bank with sleds, trays and rubble sacks to test the assumption that there won't be much traffic when they arrive at the crossroads  on the way down. 

But it's thawing gently. A correspondent near Wick reports overnight temperatures of minus 8; the chickens are in the garage. Please don't show them this blip.