UK to Slovakia

I haven’t written for a while (again) so thought I had better catch up.
First and foremost, Happy New Year to all our readers. May you live long and prosper, may the Force be with you, may all your troubles be little ones etc.
The exception to this is for certain religious extremists - may the fleas of a thousand camels infest your armpits and may your purported 79 virgins be men.
When I first heard about this ‘79 virgins’ thing I was almost tempted to become a member of that religion but I think I would sooner have 79 dirty slappers who know what their doing. After all, if your dead, a sexually transmitted disease or ten, isn’t really a problem.

As punishment for writing the above, I had to spend New Year on my own. Well it was actually me and the pooch because Zoe flew over to the UK as her father is very ill.
So New Years Eve, me and the pooch sat at home, watched the fireworks out of window and drank a bottle of fizzy wine and some beer to celebrate the New Year. Now before any one starts jumping up and down shouting ‘animal cruelty’, I should point out that Tatzen only had a bit of beer. I didn’t offer him the wine because I know when the bubbles from fizzy wine goes up his nose, it makes him uncomfortable.

So far, the winter has been kind to us, compared with the rest of Europe and elsewhere. We have only had several feet of snow and the lowest temperature I remember seeing was -26C (thats roughly -14F). Everything here is pretty much business as usual and even the older generation are still shuffling about in the snow and ice with their walking sticks/zimmer frames whilst carrying their shopping.

Sadly, the UK failed once again to deal appropriately with ‘winter’ and millions of people were stranded at airports/stuck in the Channel tunnel/stuck in their cars on motorway for days…………