With all best wishes for 2017 - especially those on duty over Hogmanay -  and we very much look forward to working with you in the New Year! 

      Up and away for life! be fleet!-
      The frost-king ties my fumbling feet,
      Sings in my ears, my hands are stones,
      Curdles the blood to the marble bones,
      Tugs at the heart-strings, numbs the sense,
      And hems in life with narrowing fence.
      Well, in this broad bed lie and sleep,-
      The punctual stars will vigil keep,-
      Embalmed by purifying cold;
      The winds shall sing their dead-march old,
      The snow is no ignoble shroud,
      The moon thy mourner, and the cloud.         Ralph Waldo Emerson