Life at the end of the road

April 28, 2009

Where is the cuckoo?

Filed under: daily doings, harbour — lifeattheendoftheroad @ 9:27 pm

It’s been a beezer of a day right from the start here on Raasay and I awoke bright and early on what was my final ‘banana’ day. The cockerel’s were in fine form and I was so keen to get down to the Loch Striven to peel my final banana that I set off early ๐Ÿ™‚ For reasons unbeknown to me, apart from the cockerel all was quiet on the croft, I rarely escape to work without being spotted by at least some of the pigs and sheep but today nobody noticed the old girl’s ancient diesel engine splutter into life. I even managed to get out of the croft and down to the car park without being met by the 4 Tamworths and 3 spotties on the hill, in fact I spent a good 10 mins looking and calling them

but despite there not being a breath of wind all my calling went in vain so I headed off south down ‘Calum’s road’ to work and the Loch Striven.

Taking the ‘low road’ so I could drive by the steading to admire the wall that is built by Lachie Gillies’s team of ‘stonesmiths’!

Tuesday being my final day always passes very quickly, though today it passed even quicker than I would have liked and it was a struggle to get everything finished ๐Ÿ™‚

Being well impressed by the wall I went around later to catch the boys at work and was lucky enough to get a picture of them hard at it.

They were not the only guy’s hard at it, Balfour Beatty were busy doing a repair on the Raasay slipway which had been seriously undermined during the ‘wedding gale’


And whilst some of the guys were busy repairing our current parking place others were busy building the new improved version!

Swallows, rhodendrodos and still no cuckoo!

On the way home my good mate Bill Cowie from
phoned to tell me that he’d heard the cuckoo today also, where has it gone? I saw this on the way home

the first roddy that I’ve seen in flower. The cuckoo’s preferred surrogate parent at Arnish the wheatear has been about for long enough. It’s been heard at the south end of Raasay, it’s been heard on Rona to the north but where’s ours gone. To be honest after the first day or so he becomes a bit of a pain in the backside, especially on calm days when he starts calling to his echo that bounces around the natural rock ampitheater that is Arnish. Their dispicable parenting leaves me cold but it’s allways good to hear the first one ๐Ÿ™‚

A pleasant surprise

Arriving home a little earlier than usual I was greeted by the miracle of a self tiling bathroom ๐Ÿ™‚

It's only taken 4 years!

It's only taken 4 years!

Well not actually divine intervention but some ‘Stirling’ work by me ‘in laws’ย  who were busy doing what I should have done weeks ago when I fitted the bath. I’ve never actually done any tiling before so it was good to see how it should be done as the new toilet and sink have not actually arrived yet so it may be down to me to finish off ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

Mainland delivery only

The toilet and sink were ordered from
almost a month ago under ’14 day delivery mainland only’ as I only wanted them dropping off at Sconser on Skye which is right on the main road to Portree, Uig and the outer isles and as Skye has been firmly attached to mainland Scotland for well over 10 years I figured they’d deliver it. I explained to the nice man the situation which is this, most stuff goes to a depot in Inverness where it is then subcontracted to one of three local carriers but he was having none of it. I explained that all the carriers pass by Sconser daily on there way to either Portree or Uig but I might as well have been talking about Kazakstan ( do they not teach geography or common sense these days ?) to the guy who thought I was somewhere near Perth! So in desperation I gave him a mainland address 2 miles down a single track road 40 miles away and he was happy! Then when Screwfix phoned me three weeks later to say it was on its way I phoned up the local courier who more than happy to deposit it at Sconser on his way to Portree than navigate the single track road to Ratagan in Glenshiel. So with a little luck it will be here tomorrow and I can get it plumbed in before the in laws abandon us ๐Ÿ™‚

Hen pecked

Hens are not the brightest of creatures and one of ours is a bit of a ‘no righty280409-017-small
She does not really hang around with the others and I think she’s being bullied, here she is sat on the garden bench resting her head in a very jaggy bush, she’d alot of feathers missing of her back and a few peck marks that the swineherd treated with Detol.
She seems fine enough but certainly acts a little strange at times so we’ll have to keep an eye on her.

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