Shetland
-
Featuring an exclusive, hard-hitting piece by former council chief Dave Clark, a profile of Shetland-born EIS boss Ronnie Smith, a heroic tale of Arctic survival, Lerwick’s poisonous pies, and a marvellous photo essay on the late lamented North Star by Chloe Garrick. Who also took this front cover shot of the Market Cross in snow:
-
It’s a Shetland thing. Whose oil did you say it was?
-
The view out over Ura Firth and the Ness of Hillswick towards St Magnus’ Bay, 8.30am
-
Overweight and unfit, I bought a treadmill. This wasn’t difficult, as there are always second-hand treadmills and exercise bikes for sale. One wee ‘wanted’ ad on Shetlink snagged a Reebok motorised Thighripper Mk 2, and for the last fortnight I’ve been using it every morning. Almost. I’ve always been heartily opposed to the idea of gyms…
-
Clive Munro’s record shop has always been the last in Britain, or at least the northernmost. It has been my favourite, too, for the quarter of a century I’ve known and used it. That was mainly due to Clive himself, the same age as me, with similar tastes in music. His recommendations could be trusted.…
-
Kudos to these guys. This was almost unthinkably hard and very, very dangerous. They were lucky with the weather. Get the Video Plugin
-
One of those weird Shetland days when the morning starts cold and glowering, changes to mild and then warm, and by the time we got round to Eshaness, was actually, positively hot. I can truthfully say I have never sweated so much on a walk around the UK’s most spectacular peninsula (apart from Hillswick Ness).…
-
Here’s the deal: The Faroese equivalent of BT, Faroese Telecom, has, at vast expense, laid a state of the art, undersea fibre-optic cable between the Faroe islands and the UK. It crosses Shetland, down at Sandwick. BT, however, won’t connect the local system to it, preferring to use a hopelessly outmoded, unreliable and deathly slow…
-
…once the plumbing’s finally installed, and there’s furniture, it’ll be available to rent. And yes, there are windows onto the sea… It’s the seaward side of an 18th century steading (listed? Oh yes, he said heavily) which has one en-suite (!) bedroom, but can sleep four (there’s another bathroom). See that guttering? See that CAST…
