Memories of the Post Valentine’s Sunday now a distant past. Quiet lunch yesterday with 25+ customers and little to say. The saturday evening chaps and chappettes were fairly late in leaving and not too surprised about that. Saw a bottle of “angels share” changing hands but no more said…. Tide was as low as it has been over the last few days
and as no one around wandered off down the shore for a couple of snaps.
The oyster catchers only let you so close before taking off and should not disturb them too much as they need as much as they can get coming up for breeding season.
Does not feel like spring is in the air and the Hill was closed during the day with a combination of falling snow and wind blow. Contributed to the lack of customers. Maybe the menu was too fierce for some, in particular the breadcrumbs.
The old head was acting up but kept it suppressed long enough to see through the shift without anyone noticing but this morning paid for it. Lost day but nothing worse. Had a wee power cut which needed the Filling Station rebooted. Zuzu went up first but with no success and I headed up later on and again struggled. Owen came along and spotted the OPT panel may have tripped. I had messed about with them but green for me is on and red is tripped, not so in electrical terms. A switch back on but we had to leave with it only 71% up assuming that would be it and remotely rebooted from Dundee or Burnside. Not so as a phone call came through to the schoolhouse asking what was showing on the screen. Not something to be answered straight away as the screen is two miles away. Back on the bike and another reboot, this time all okay but a wet cycle back home. Patience is the virtue that is most important when one gets involved in todays community activities. Although far better than the previous system there are still always going to be problems to solve, many of which are not of our own making. An example is a lady of twenty years standing leaves our fuel supplier and it almost as though she takes the files with her. DDs are having to be redone and driver instructions and phone numbers are being passed on though they have been in the systems for five years. One just sighs, learns another small detail for sorting the system, and gets on with living in a small community. Dougal loves these Filling Station hiccups and when they are not happening he is at the door ever ready for his next outing.
Just a passing thought but last thursday/friday the whole of the Applecross fishing fleet was out of action, two boats up on the Yard, one boat out of action through skipper breaking a bone in his foot, another having trouble with his hands and wrists and finally Davie the Diver’s back giving out. He had been going to the Torridon gym a couple of days a week as his medical was coming up so his son bought him a personal trainer, result he did his back in, the irony. Good to see him back in the water today so nothing long-term.