
Just flown in to the island from the mainland after a brief
visit to Manchester for work and then Somerset to see Mother. On the flight back i heard there were some
popsters on board the little plane. Try as I might I could not work out who it was since there were no 6" platform shoes, no barely dressed bimbos or pianos
disappearing through the little airplane's portholes. There was some chunky chap with a bald head that the stewardess used as ballast moving from the back to the front of cabin so the thing could take off - but he didn't look to much like a popster - unless Gary Glitter was back in the country. My lovely
partner Eve pointed out the 'stars' to me when we
eventually arrived in
Stornoway after some time circling the skies in search of gap in the clouds. Twas
The Proclaimers I'm told. Some hip-songsters who are playing the
Hebridean Festival on Friday - and I'm going I'm assured. They looked a bit
ordinary as it happens. No glitter or throwing up or
nufink. I did
briefly think about asking if they wanted me to scream or something but since I was a bit bit
tired I just couldn't be
bothered. And it looked like their hearing aids couldn't take it anyway!.