But until then I'll just keep shoveling snow.... Somewhere in the middle of that pile is a rather nice bush which becomes a radiant yellow mass in spring, if spring ever comes this year. I'm actually quite happy that the bush is weighed down by snow as it gives the satellite dish a better chance of getting a signal.
Well, OK, the name is actually Robbie, but for some reason which I can't remember, but has something to do with some verses I have written in the Shetland dialect, I ended up with the nickname of Auld Rasmie, and it kinda stuck.
Anyway, I'm a Shetlander through and through but now living in the beautiful West Coast of Norway.
And enjoying it.