Mainly from a comment from Neil King saying that St Kilda was evacuated in 1930 and not 1936, I think I got the 36 from the number of evacuees, Alison checked up a few things and it turns out I was indeed speaking to Dougie Munro, the son of Dugald Munro, teacher and missionary, on the island. I had left it that he was indeed the last child conceived on the island and was not doubting his word but this confirmation sort of makes it more real. He was born only a few weeks after the evacuation, lived in Kyleakin, went to Portee school and then headed off to London at 17. All this he had told me yesterday. A little coincidence in that I am reading a novel of St Kilda life in the 1830s.
This was a happier coincidence than when I was speaking to a couple from a village not far from Applecross. I mentioned some one I knew there and it immediately got a laugh as he was a partner with that person for quite a few years. Went off to serve some one and came back to the conversation where I mentioned another name and another extra ordinary connection when I said that it was sad the guy I knew, the last time I saw him he was home for his brother’s funeral, where the lady said yes it was a bad time as her sister was killed in the same car!!!. Questions and conversations take you where you least expect sometimes.
Glass calm day’s fishing and although the catch pretty poor, it was still enjoyable, being sunny and warm. Nothing much to report apart from the full range of sea birds, from disappearing razorbills
to cheeky fulmars.