The other day these chaps arrived bearing technology. It seems I was to be interviewed. An incomer in
Perhaps this is what I should have said;
When you sit and listen – you hear nothing but the flapping of seabirds’ wings and the distant roar of the sea on the beaches. Unless there is a bit of a blow when the rain comes in from the sea, the wind roars across Tolsta Head and plays a tune on your roof tiles. Or it snows and the village is transformed for a few days or weeks – the crofters out on their old Massy Fergusons to feed the sheep and cows.
When the sun comes up, it glows gently behind Stac Polly on the mainland across the Minch lighting up a jagged line of mountains from the top of
Then the sun’s rays reach the golden sand on the lovely beaches – beaches where your just as likely to meet no-one on your walk, rain or shine.
Whatever the weather – and it varies a lot and regularly, it’s a wonderful place to be.
It’s something like that I wanted to say. So, if you happen to see the programme sometime, just remember what I meant to say!