I do talk a lot, whether I say much is a moot point. Another two busy full on shifts on Saturday evening and Sunday lunch, ending both with a croaky voice. The man flu had developed into man with flu, or bad cold at least. The season at the Inn shows little sign of slowing down, although there is a wee bit more time to chat to some guys a little longer. Spent a some time at the Big Table on Saturday evening chatting to a couple from NE USA and an architect from Findochty, mainly about fishing and the crazy way we go about it. Findochty architect tells us of the motorway outside his house during the squid fishing season, to and fro, to and fro. And they want to take this over to the West coast, you do despair sometimes. Talking about fishing I managed out yesterday and it was just a day to get through. A fleet to put back together on the way out and a 400 creel haul took up most of the day. A fairly unpleasant west north-westerly and showers kept the head down although the occasional rainbow
and passing traffic broke the day up.
We are into the winter season evidenced by catching a lobster at 80 fathoms alongside a klonker prawn. Prawn into the box lobster back over the side, well he has a life partner waiting for him to go back down to.
Just eating him would be crass. Prawns, I hear, are far more promiscuous, so matey in the box will not be missed. Doing a lot of reading up about next year’s big decision on whether we will be a country again and had a great wee chat with some Cumbrians, early doors on Sunday lunch. As I am working I have to keep a modicum of impartiality until the customer show their colours and then its full on or talk about something else. These guys were brilliant, so complimentary about our food and, yes, people and how we go about things. They want us not to forget them when it comes down to it. You tend to forget sometimes that England is so disparate as well and there is quite an anti SE bias, seeing this region as a drain on the rest of the country. Love my politics.
And while I am on the subject I think that the road we are on now is simply unsustainable. Whether it is my selective reading or not corporate power seems to be over extending itself. All, you would think, has not a lot to do with us living here in Applecross but when you are trying to set up a small community hydro scheme you find you are at the mercy of corporate power in that SSE are activating a clause that is going to limit our output to the grid. At the same time they are trying to put a 47 turbine wind farm at South Strathy. Hmmmm. BT is exactly the same, when we need information about exchange upgrades, they will not impart anything that will help us take decisions on lines to purchase and where. The speeds are no where as fast as they are advertised and they do not give a monkeys. Corporate exists only for shareholders and the common good does not even register in their conciousness. Frustrating when you know you are in no direct competition but are actually doing the job they are obliged to do but will not because there is no profit in it for them. I do not really care about them making the profit but if it impinges on what you do to help develop a “common weal” reidfoundation.org/common-weal/ then that’s when you have to speak out. When speaking to a retired fisherman chatting about how such and such made a “fortune” at sea he immediately came back with the comment “Ah but whose fortune?”
ALPS meeting last night and very well attended, I suppose due to the hot topic of the moment, The Coal Shed Pier. Meeting coming up on thursday where opinions will be expressed and decisions taken.What do we keep from the past, how do we keep it and how does this impact on lowing our footprint on the environment we live in? Small questions. Pleasant wander down to the shop with the dogs, stopping for a long chat on the way. Weather no good for fishing for the next few days but nice between the showers.