December 4

Well we made it out!!!!

A man named James picked Robb up this morning and took him off to downtown Dundee where he was able to procure the purchased Tyre Socks, and then a quick trip to Asda (you know it as Walmart) and then home again.

We put away the food- knowing that we would not, after all, starve to death, and then we unpacked the tyre socks.  I have to admit upon opening the package that I was in even greater doubt as to whether or not they would work but I put on my shoes (a conquest in itself), coat, scarf and gloves and went out to help my helpmate.  We put these rather funny looking, thin coverings on the tires and tried to move the car a few feet with no results.

IN WALKS PHIL- or rather down the hill comes  a bedraggled Phil who had walked twenty minutes from his car, wet and cold, wanting nothing more than a warm shower.  He helps Robb move the car the few feet needed to get the tire socks on and off he goes to his warm comforting retreat- laughing as he thought we were daft to think these things would work.

And wouldn't you know that were like magic.  We went up the hill, down the hill and over the roads with absolutely no trouble whats so ever.  We drove until the roads were clear, stopped, and in just a few moments we were on our way on the clear, snow free roads.  Our week of entrapment was over.

We had made appointments to go visit a couple of available rentals and we were able to get to the different houses.  We visited a wonderful, funky apartment in Crial that was on the High Road of the town, three storeys and very wonderful.  It had room for a love seat in the front room, a small table and the kitchen.  Up stairs was a small sitting room and the master or main bedroom.  Up stairs again was two small bedrooms and the bathroom.  It was next door to a bookstore and was in a beautiful small town that still has a green grocers, bakery, butcher shop and all the wonderful workings of a town.

Our second stop was not expected, but the realtor from the first place took us to see a three storey house in St. Morans overlooking the Forth of Firth.  It was a lovely four bedroom house with a view of the Forth and has a small back patio.

Our third stop was a mother-in-law addition to a home in St. Andrews and was lovely but really had no character.  We are still waiting to hear about the farm called Wendy Yett, and perhaps by the beginning of the week will know where we will live when we return in January. 

All in all it was a wonderful day, just getting out was refreshing and knowing we have food reassuring.  I've learned two new phrases this week that I think are wonderful. 

1.  A Duvet Day - in our world a snow day.  A time to snuggle down in the duvet and go back to sleep.
and
2. Poets Day- This occurs on Fridays and means:
                         Push off early tomorrow is Saturday  - helps to understand that nothing gets done Friday
afternoons!
Love to All,
Dawn