My new bargain padded ski-jacket purchased for Iceland promises this:
I hope they're right. We also hope Reykjavik will look like this:
and not like this:
Alternate realities of the situation both according to the Iceland Monitor, which is threatening hurricane force snow laden winds tomorrow. Let's hope they've passed through by Wednesday. Keflavik airport all seems to be functioning regardless, according to their website.
Peggy, Sidney and Milly will be looking after the house for us, with their human companions. They nearly didn't get here either, since their ferry was cancelled and the next one postponed, and then the crossing was rough, but everybody appears to have weathered the crossing with no worse bodily expulsions than the evidence of a drop of wee in the vicinity of the driver's seat from Sidney; how he adopted the position required for this is a mystery, it seems. But they are all on the road heading this way now.
I'll be on-line only sporadically for the next week or so. Wish us luck in the frozen north.