Storm Coming

There's a wild night in prospect - and I don't mean that we're having an illegal house party. 

The clouds were gathering and the wind rising when we walked up the Castlehill, down to the river and back up the hill home. 

Now the stove is on, the rain is on, and I'm on the sofa with a little glass of Boxing Day bubbles and maybe a bit of Christmas cake to follow .... Cheers!