Yesterday we had strong winds, pouring rain and I spent the evening huddled in front of the fire.
Today we have lovely sunshine and can hang the laundry on the line.
I can’t keep up with this weather.
I know I live in Scotland
And in the Highlands at that.
But come on.
Its bloody August and this is the forth evening in a row we have lit the wood burning stove.
Where the hell is summer?!
It’s pretty cold here in Scotland at the moment. As one lot of snow almost clears we get another dumping. Nothing as bad as a couple of years ago when we didn’t see the grass for a month, but I am getting fed up with it none the less.
Our old farmhouse sits on top of a hill and despite the oil central heating turned up and the wood burning stove blazing, this afternoon I was still feeling the chill. So to warm myself up I leant against one of the living room radiators.
It was while I was stood there with kids TV blaring and toys strewn around the room I had a flashback to thirty-five years or so earlier, when as a little girl my sisters and I would spend days at my Nan and Granddad’s house while my Mum went to work. The image was so vivid of Nan standing with her back to the radiator, her hands tucked behind her to get the warmth.
As a child, racing around the living room I never understood how she felt the cold so much.
Now I do.
I am lucky that Nan and Granddad, both in their nineties, are still with us and we plan to travel down to the south of England this summer to see them.
Now a days Nan tends to sit in her chair wrapped in a blanket.
Hmmm, I have one of those too.
My daughters have never watched the movie Dumb and Dumber. At four and almost six years old, I think they are too young and the film classification board must agree as the film carried a 12 rating. But I am seriously thinking of hunting down one scene on You Tube and playing it for them.
You see, this morning while I was getting Bart organised in her seat, I looked up to see AJ licking the frozen ice on the side of the car!
All I could picture was the scene from the movie when Harry Dunne (Jeff Daniels) gets his tongue stuck on the ski lift.Even though the temperatures are in the minuses thankfully AJ’s tongue did not stick.
It does make me wonder how many children do end up in A&E missing a layer of skin from their tongue.
Earlier this week our little roborovski hamster, Peppa, passed away. She was nearly two, which was a good age for such a tiny creature, it was sad though.
Today when I cleaned out our little three-legged hamster, Daisy, I could not get her to wake up.
Her whiskers twitched and I could see her breathing, but her eyes stayed closed. I popped her into a fleece sleeping bag and surrounded her with straw and bedding, but she still wouldn’t wake.
So I put her in the warmest place I could think of…
It took a while and she felt really cold, but finally she began to stir. She is now back in her cage happily filling her cheeks and running on her wheel.