I went to a talk at a conference by a Finn who had translated the Norwegian book about how to stack wood into Finnish. He had spent ages finding Finnish equivalents of everything and then the publishers said they were going to replace the stories of Norwegian men and their obsessions with stacking wood with stories of Finnish men and their obsessions with stacking wood instead and he needn't have bothered.

Someone in the folk choir was hoping to get to Stornorway for Christmas (and most of January) and had factored in two weeks to allow for a leisurely drive and lots of waiting for a day when the ferry might run.