It's the last bit of the journey

The snow started properly about half an hour north of Carlisle and by the time we turned off the motorway there was plenty of the stuff on the road. So we slithered (actually the AWD did its job admirably) into Leadhills this evening without too much trouble. Kylie would appear never to have seen snow before and she was loving spinning (obviously) and bouncing around in it. Short stay, but the broadband is now working, the fire's lit and we have gin.