Hello! The wind is playing a tune on its whistle outside at the moment. There are low tones, high tones and poetic lulls and gusts.
The high winds are wonderful to listen to if you're tucked up inside, cosy and warm.
I went in to town earlier, and joined the other people battling the wind. Our faces were screwed up against the cold, and there were moments we were held in the grip of the wind, not able to take a single step.
I've just heard an ominous noise, and I can't bear to investigate.
I investigated something earlier. A loud crash. I found some of my lovely old ceramic plant pots had been lifted off the window sill and thrown to the ground, smashing them.
We live on the border of Scotland, and you don't live in a place like this for the weather.
A couple of weeks ago, we went to Scotland for a long weekend, to celebrate my Mother-in-Law's seventieth Birthday. It was a family gathering, all paid for, very generously, by Alan and Susan, my Parents-in-Law. We had a wonderful time, everyone was very excited to be staying at Crieff Hydro. It's an amazing place, extremely family friendly, so the children had a ball going off to their various entertainments. It's the sort of place that families go back to year after year, and the children of the families take their families. Hugo's family went there when Hugo and his sister were children, and now my Sister-in-Law and her husband take their four children there. There's something wonderful about that don't you think?
Hugo and I like going to Scotland for a holiday, despite the variable weather. You just have to accept that it's probably going to rain, especially this time of year, and it doesn't bother us (much).
The Scottish landscape is more dramatic with great big thundery clouds racing across the skies!
Whilst we were there, we managed a couple of excursions. The one I'm going to mention is a place that is AMAZING.
The Scottish Crannog Centre. Link to its website here.
To see more amazing photos of Crannogs, go to this link.
A Crannog?
What is a Crannog, you may well ask. Well, to get a short, expert explanation of what a Crannog is, go to this link.
We got to go into the house on stilts you see in the photo above, which is a reconstruction of a Crannog, the remains of which are further up the Loch, and are being investigated by Archeologists (who work under water).
To think we were sitting on sheepskin covered benches in a reconstruction (but which felt like the real thing), of a Loch dwelling from the early Iron Age, FIVE THOUSAND YEARS ago! Amazing. I recommend a visit.
We were shown how the people of the time made fire (very hard work). The tour guides were excellent, making the whole place come alive.
I was drawn to the hand dyed, hand spun yarn on display in a basket.
Apparently a foreign visitor to the area, of the time, recorded that the people living in the area wore the most wonderful colourful clothes, but were very smelly.
I love places like this Crannog centre. There's a place about an hour-and-a-half drive from us, called Beamish. It's a superb living museum, and it's always a real treat to visit.
We did a lot of driving through dramatic rugged landscape that weekend.
It was so cold, that getting out of the car was a bit of an ordeal unless I was wrapped up in a coat, hat, scarf and gloves.
We did manage to catch a few rays of sunshine one lunch time. We parked beside a Loch, to sit and admire the view whilst eating our bread and cheese.
I wanted to take photos of my newly acquired GORGEOUS Rowan Fine Tweed yarn.
This is a new yarn by Rowan. It's beautiful 4-ply tweed deliciousness.
I'm using it to knit my striped diamonds.
I don't think you really get the feeling of just how cold I was in this photo above.
The idea was to take photos of each ball of my new Tweed yarn in different parts of the Scottish landscape, areas where the colours of the landscape were similar to the colours in my tweedy yarn.
I didn't get very far with that endeavor, it's uncomfortable to take photos of yarn in a rain soaked gale. There is also only so much help you can ask of a husband in these circumstances.
The weather did affect my photograph taking quite a bit on our mini break, it was bitterly cold, really very bitterly cold. But we still managed to have a WONDERFUL time!
It was in the week after returning from that little holiday, that everything kicked off with 'The Pig's Knickers' winning The Sheffield Children's Book Award (blog post about it here), which was very exciting, and you were all so lovely, sending me wonderful messages of congratulations, thank you so much. I was left some fantastic comments on my blog post about the publication of 'A Secret Worth Sharing' too (blog post about this here), and I want to give you a great big huge enormous thank you for that too. I'm sorry that those of you in America weren't able to access the iplayer link to CBeebies.
There was something else that made last week extra exciting too, and that was an article in our local newspaper about 'The Pig's Knickers'.
The article is excellent, Ian Smith, the jounalist who interviewed me, did a wonderful job, it's beautifully written.
(If you click on the photo above, it will appear larger, and you might be able to read it).
And just to end this blog post, a photograph of the author of The Pig's Knickers, Jonathan Emmett, wearing spotty knickers over his trousers, to accept the award.
You can visit Jonathan's fun website 'Scribble Street' here.
See you soon!
Vanessa xxx