28 December

A mainly sunny day, but very cold. Don't think the mercury rose much above -2C / 28F all day, and the sun disappeared behind a layer of cloud for a while. Here in Holland, ice-skating is a national sport, and national championships were broadcast live on television all afternoon. Found it difficult to believe I've been here for a week already. A few computer program gremlins around - last November, I spent 4 hours on a live-chat to a helpline for a HP scanner, only to find the program has now decided to malfunction. Everything seems to be falling to bits now, whether it be my camera, my walking boots, or the various computer programs, I don't know. Must be the end of the year.

27 December

Good morning from a very cold eastern Holland, where the mercury is firmly stuck at -2C, with a very chilly wind. It is sunny, some small compensation I suppose. Had an early night last night, as a nasty little cold deprived me of sleep the night before. Still woke up coughing, oh well, these things are sent to try us I suppose.

My camera will need a visit to the camera doctor, as it continues to show intermittent malfunctioning. Take a picture, and all you see is a field of white. Not all the time, but it's a blinking nuisance. In the nearly 3 years I've had this one, I've taken 20,000 pictures. Which is an average of about 20 a day, varying between 0 and 200 daily.

Boxing Day 2008

Yesterday, there were 12 at the dinner table. Beforehand, we had a random distribution of gifts. Everybody had bought 3 gifts, which were left on the table. Using a dice and a set of instructions, the gifts ended up with - about anybody. I found myself the lucky recipient of 3 candles, a bathmat with Spongebob Squarepants on it and a few other bits and pieces. Good laugh.

Dinner was on a table-top electric barbecue, and the meat disappeared like snow in front of the sun. A very good day.

As I type this, it is brilliantly clear and very cold. Thermometer shows only a few degrees above zero, and the puddles in the woods were covered in ice. I'm quite bummed, because my camera has decided to malfunction. So, I can only show a few snaps - the majority just show a field of white. The shutter, lightmeter or some such gadget has fallen over. Need to take it to the shop.

I hope everybody else had a good Christmas themselves - forgive me for not calling round journals.

Christmas 2008

Merry Christmas from Holland. Last night I participated in the Watchnight service in the local church. The building was packed out at 9.30pm. It went very well, and I was warmly welcomed in the choir's midst. This morning, I returned to church for the Christmas Day service, in which I once more sang in the choir. A professional singer, a bass, sang a French Christmas hymn.

Having returned home, I'm awaiting the arrival of my sisters and family who will join my father and myself for a Christmas meal this afternoon. Don't overdo it with the turkey, if that's what you're having yourself.

24 December

Overcast and grey, but relatively mild - mercury at around 7C. That is set to change after Christmas, when the Russian bear comes marching in from Siberia. Daytime maximum temps will hover around freezing, with nocturnal lows between -5 and -9C. I am aware that readers in the US will scoff at these readings, but it is the first bout of sustained freezing weather this winter in Holland. It will last into the New Year.

Went for a walk of 2½ hours this afternoon, into the Heathlands and back through the forests to Velp, the neighbouring town. Returned in time for nightfall, which occurs at 4.30pm here. Pretty knackered actually. Will upload pictures in a few days' time.

Tonight, I shall take part in a Christmas Eve service, starting at 9.30pm. I am a chorister (I was in a choir on and off between 1995 and 2004), and take the tenor part. Not done prior rehearsals, but I'm pretty good at sheet reading, so it shouldn't be a problem.

23 December

Returned to Holland last night, after a good if long journey across from Stornoway. This involves a 3 hour ferry trip to Ullapool, 90 minutes on the bus to Inverness where I had 3 hours before the train to Aberdeen. The sun set on the way there, so it was dark by the time I alighted at Dyce. The taxi I took to the airport got stuck in traffic, so it was a bit dear. When I return, on January 5th, I'll take a bus. Didn't know there was a bus, service was only started a week ago. The plane took an hour to fly to Amsterdam, 40 minutes less than scheduled. From there, two trains whisked me down to Arnhem, where I arrived at midnight. 18 hours from door to door.

Slept in this morning, and am having a quiet day. Accompanied my father to the cemetery, on a still and foggy afternoon. More tomorrow.

Evening notes

This will be the last post on Shell Gallery until my next visit to Holland. Tomorrow will see me returning to Stornoway, arriving there just after 8 o'clock in the evening, a journey of about 15 hours. I hope to be back to blogging &c the next day. I shall resume regular postings on Atlantic Lines by then.