All very Shetland

Another day of poor weather.

In the afternoon the low cloud became proper fog and I waited over 2 hours at the airport to meet J coming home on a flight from Aberdeen.

There were 3 flights circling and hoping to land, so the airport was busy with people either meeting passengers or hoping to travel themselves. Those with the app that shows aircraft shared their screens with everyone else and the airport staff gave us regular updates over the tannoy. My favourite one being: 'We'll let you guys know as soon as we have any further information'. It was just as if the young woman was chatting to her friends and relations about the planes' movements - which of course she probably was.

Eventually the fog lifted and planes got in and went out, but the drive home was very slow. It's strange how, in fog, even familiar roads become unrecognisable and you have no sense of the distance travelled. I was glad to get back to the house.