Cracking weather yesterday
and it coincided with an overnight stay from Topher
who came down from Ullapool to have a wee look at our Community Council. He is planning to stand in next May’s Council elections and is already in with a good shout from here as he has taken the trouble to visit and see what goes on and has a good understanding of the barriers/problems we face. He is also involved in the Ullapool skiff building and met up with our community team up at the Poly Tunnel. He was impressed by the conditions the builders will be working in. Lots of light and heat from the hydro scheme. Obviously has a wee bit of skill in the wood department himself as is seen by the coffin he made for his Dad this summer, an ex navy man.
A wee shut down yesterday at the hydro but putting a tripped breaker back on this morning meant it is running well again. The last 6/7 weeks has caught up a lot of time lost during the summer snagging list and has been producing 90+% of capacity. Went up to the Head with Topher and he ended up giving a hand in having a look at
and cleaning the screen.
Good CC Meeting yesterday and it was all over in under a couple of hours and involved some intelligent opinion exchanges. Have been to a couple of meetings, consultations and emails and glad I have not fired out immediate responses as the aftermath has included conversations with people who have a more optimistic view of current proceedings. I have not changed my opinion of our overlords but more of that later. While walking home I ended up getting a lift going in the other direction, having a great wee chat and eventually being dropped off at the house, only in Applecross.
The rest of the time has been taken up in front of the light box, which I think is working, being slightly less grumpy, (in my opinion) and out and about with Dougal and Eilidh.
Unusual find on the beach at the head of the Bay.
And with the winter not hitting hard yet enjoying some rather good light.
Finish off with a wonderful tale from Ireland, visitors from County Kildare, eating at the Inn some weeks ago. All told in the lovely accent from just west of Dublin. ” Julian one day was seen wrapped in a blanket and was walking the length of the village square. When he got to the edge he turned round and walked all the way back, not speaking to anyone or saying a word to passersby. Should be noted that, like here, he had more than one job and as well as working for the Council he was the local grave-digger. After a few days of this, curiosity got the better of Mary who cycled down to the square got off her bike and accompanied Julian in his walk, back and fro, back and fro, all the time pestering him with “What are you doing Julian,” “Tell me why you are walking in the square with a blanket over your head”. This went on for several traverses of the square with absolutely no response from Julian, but Mary was persistent and kept asking Julian what was going on. Finally Julian cracked, turned round to Mary and said “Will ye no feck off or I will away and dig up yer Mudder”. The response was instantaneous and Mary immediately scuttled off on her bike none the wiser.” Seems it was Julian supporting the H Block protest which resulted in Bobby Sands dying during the hunger strike. I cannot do it justice but these little moments are worth their weight in gold and why, even during the dark hours of winter, working at the Inn is so good.