An absolutely cracking Shetland Sunday; mild, calm and clear. The urge for end-of-the- year clearing up and general outdoors activity struck deep. I was engaged (with help from Magnus and James) in filling up an unexpectedly empty skip, and Susan barrowed tangle (kelp) from the beach for fertiliser.
The daylight stretched longer than we’re used to, and even at 3.00pm it was light enough for me to take James on a driving lesson up to the Eshaness cliffs. At 17, with hardly any real practice, he’s amazingly competent. Computer games…
Tomorrow it’s back to work, and that means travelling into Lerwick following the demise of the Radiocroft. There’s no live show on Ne’erday (a really excellent prerecorded one instead), but apart from that, it’s live radio all week. Speak to you between two and four…
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