Sometimes it is a bit strange being Scottish in Norway. I have had to learn lots of different ways of doing things. This time of year it is getting out all the woolen underwear and seeing what fits and what I have to buy in for the winter ahead. Despite the thousands of sheep in Scotland we still have not learned the value of woolen underwear. I am of course now a true believer, but it does take a bit of time and effort. So off I go to find the boxes that were stashed in the loft last spring.... wish me luck!
