...though there's nary a cuckoo to be heard through the freezing fog currently sitting over the Firth. How strange it feels, therefore, to be looking out and packing summer clothes - shorts, even, and thin T shirts. At the moment I'm finding it hard to believe that in a week or so I shall be in New Zealand, where the temperature for the past few days has apparently been in the 30s. (Actually, a week from now I shall be in the air somewhere - or maybe wandering dazedly around an airport in Sydney: I'm having great difficulty getting my head round the time zone thingy.)
My hope is that I shall be able to continue blogging from Edgar's computer - even if he *does* have a PC instead of a Mac :-0 - provided I remember my little black book with all my user names and stuff. I might even manage to post a few photos. But I love the fact that I'll be able to Skype, and to pick up my mail as usual. We may be killing the planet - but isn't technology wonderful?
Lucky Blogger!
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