and see a doctor. “A DOCTOR”!! Cried Jock. “Away wi ye man,” i don’t need wan o them”. “A good days work is what i need” Given Stan a wink. Stan said he could do with a hand cleaning out the bins and old Jock tipped his Tam o shanter and went round the back to work. Stan watched as Jock hobbled round and out of sight . He was a proud man and in his younger days worked for the big house as a game keeper to the laird. But an accident left him with a limp and a broken jaw and he had to give it up. The Job came with a cottage and the laird was kind enough to offer it to Jock since he could no longer work and being a proud man would not ask for assistance. He did odd jobs for people in the village and he lived off the land. He had a few traps out on the laird land where he could catch rabbits (the laird’s game keeper would turn a blind eye) and he grew vegetables outside his cottage. Aye, he was a hard working man and would not take charity off anyone. But lately he was finding it difficult getting out of bed and was not going to the village as regular as he used to. He could not see through the blizzard and it was getting heavy. The snow swirled round him like a whirlwind and the trees that lined the road offered him no shelter, so he thought he would walk on till he