Snow/Ice/Hail has been sent early to Duns this year and we awoke to a snowy-or at least slushy hail, reconstituted as snow, infested garden. Huttonian struggled along treacherous pavements for his early fix-the Grudian. He just managed to beat someone to the queue whom I have provisionally identified as the 'Town Bore' with his handful of techie periodicals, ball point pens, file covers and two packets of crisps . The Newsagent unwisely commented that the weather was unusually cold for late October:
'Unusual for Late October?' said the PITB' I mind when it was really cold-don't call this cold*-much earlier than 30 October. It must have been 1963, no, I tell a lie, 1964, when Jock Spangle was the Reiver, or was it Ken McSprong- gone now, both of them. No they were actually in Greenlaw come to think of it Some one else was Reiver here. Or perhaps not. Long time ago. Anyhow we had heavy snow in September, it may have been August, proper perishing it was. I mind saying to Amy-and this was long before the Global Warming rubbish-global freezing if you ask me-but would Amy listen...
I closed the door gently on him. And have not been back since in case he is
*The third pullover probably put on by mistake
Labels: Duns Hail, Duns snow, Town Bore