Well, it’s a while since I’ve been on here, probably my longest absence since I started this carry on in December of 2007. It’s not that I haven’t done stuff or have lost interest or anything, quite the contrary, it’s just that I’ve been in my bed most nights straight after work and dinner. Whoever said that you need less sleep as you get older is full of cr4p 🙂 I’ve been fast asleep before 9:00am most nights this working week, OK last night it was well after 23:00 but then I didn’t actually get in the house until 22:30 by which time it was almost dark 😦 Now that fact that it wasn’t actually daylight may be of no surprise to most folk but for one who goes to bed early at this latitude it’s the first time I’ve seen darkness in quite a while. Still I’d better get used to it, there’ll be plenty soon enough 🙂
With my hen like memory, trying to pick up where I left off and retrieve the last few days events out of my grey matter would be akin to searching for the proverbial needle in a haystack so I won’t even bother. I’ll just stick the pictures on here and hope that it jogs my recollections 🙂
The second full day back at work after my three weeks leave got off to a grey start, a far cry from the sun and blue sky’s of late. A change of wind direction to the south on Wednesday evening and a trough of low pressure had deposited a little welcome rain through the night. Being up even earlier than usual due to the early night I sauntered to work the long way around to have a look at the forest, or lack of it. The walled garden from the Orchard cottage being clearly visible for the first time in years, it was hard to imagine this place full of apple and pear trees, as it must have been at one time. For as long as I can remember it’s been hemmed in on all sides by the oppressive conifers, well apart from the side that faces the cemetery 🙂
The day at work was quite busy as I recall, hardly surprising as it is July and the weather is good, though I can’t actually remember what I did other than direct cars and clean the engine room bilge.
Again, after a very early night I was up early so went out and did a little hunting with my boys ‘Crossman King Ratcatcher’. The shotgun would have actually made more sense but the ‘sleeping beauty’ that is my wife would not have thanked me for the 5:30 alarm call. The beautiful and still sunny morning was the kind of day you could here a sparrow fart in Portree.
You do have to get much closer with the little CO2 powered gun but at least it’s silent and you’re not picking lead out of your teeth afterwards 🙂
The day at work was again busy, but this time beautiful
with even more timber cut
Well that would be yesterday, which I started off by taking my recycling bins south in the trailer at a very leisurely pace with my neighbour. It was a most enjoyable and enlightening trip as she pointed out all the various land marks and their Gaelic names, though there’s little chance of me actually being able to spell any of them correctly 🙂
We drove around ‘rocky or aspen point’ past the ‘hill of the hind’ up ‘the hill that you can see the house’ by ‘Finlay’s bed’ over the ‘flat bog’ and so it went on 🙂 I really must write all these down 🙂
Anyway, soon enough I was at the ferry terminal being watched over by the hideous mermaid with a mastectomy, who was recovering in a bed of heather. OK, I know the picture is cr4p but the stone figure with the missing boob really did look quite nice in the early morning sun surrounded by the purple heather. Commissioned by the last clan chief to live in Raasay house they’ve watched over the Raasay Narrows since the 1840s. I just wish he’d taken them to Tasmania with him, they’re enough to scare anyone away 🙂
Once actually at work it was time to make use of the high tide and give the old ship a wash, or at least one side of it 🙂
Again the day was busy but this time more at each end, as people left early after their holiday and arrived late for their start.
We were treated to more dolphins but they were quite a long way off 😦
Still they were very impressive to the naked eye 🙂
Anyway that’s it, or at least all that I can remember so at 8:00am on a Sunday I’d better feed the pigs and head for work 🙂