Wee joke there, which would take too long to unravel if you are not Scottish or a fan of Oor Wullie.

JCB and driver fae up oor close, alang oor street cleared a huge roadway here yesterday, from 1 pm to 8pm.  Paul & I went out to wave to him as he was working outside our house and I do not think it is coincidence that we are the only house here who had their pavement cleared as well.  A very nice man.

Did anyone else read in school the Ray Bradbury short story about the lighthouse and the beast from the deep?  Stick with me here, I was thinking of this as I walked, nay trudged, down to Asda yesterday.  The JCB was scraping  away the compacted snow with what I sure is a called a back hoe, a big metal scooper.   As it dragged along the road surface it emitted a unique sound which was reverberating all the way down the hill and was frankly unsettling.  I could just imagine some ancient beast from the deep swimming up the Forth in the belief that it was hearing a mating call after millenia of loneliness.

Well, that’s what happens when you’re stuck inside all day and would rather be at work.

Jings, crivvens and help ma Boab.