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Stop Press... Danger Mouse the Lonely Shepherd becomes mobile.

Stop Press...

Danger Mouse the Lonely Shepherd becomes mobile!!

What a busy few weeks this has been and a detailed update will follow very shortly.

However, in the meantime, it is very nice to report that Danger Mouse is all weather proofed, up to speed with twentieth century technology and is raring to go with his new business venture.

It’s great that we are able to retain a young person on the island and all we need now is to find him a wife so he can start to re-populate Colonsay. So girls, if the photograph of Danger Mouse makes you weak at the knees, then don’t hesitate to get in touch with him!!

Kapitein, I and many others on the island wish him every success. Feel free to contact Danger Mouse if you wish to commission his services.

The press release that will appear nationally over the next few days reads as follows:

The Prince’s Scottish Youth Business Trust and the weather-proof shepherd

The Prince’s Scottish Youth Business Trust (PSYBT) has once again demonstrated its support for young people in the more remote rural parts of Argyll.

After receiving a business plan from Jamie Stringer (24) from the Isle of Colonsay (population 110), who described himself as a ‘Young, fit, experienced and weather-proof shepherd and (farm) labourer wishing to set up in business as a freelance agricultural contractor, the panel of experienced business people, originating from the Isle of Harris to Lochgilphead on the mainland, were so impressed that they decided there and then to provide Jamie with the loan and grant support that he had applied for.

And all of this was achieved without Jamie leaving the island. In what was a first for both Colonsay and PSYBT Argyll a video conference link was set up for the panel interview, with Jamie out on a wet and windy Colonsay and the panel assembled in Lochgilphead.

With no employment opportunities on Colonsay and facing the prospect of having to leave the island permanently, Jamie decided to set himself up as an agricultural contractor based on Colonsay but travelling and providing labour support to the crofts, farms and estates of Islay, Jura, Mull and the mainland of Argyll.

With his new fully-equipped vehicle he will now be able to utilise the Calmac ferry services to Islay and Oban (the gateway to the isles) to transport himself, his dogs (2 collies and 2 gun dogs) and the equipment and supplies he needs such as a mobile sheep handling and shearing system, to clients throughout the area.

Experienced in all aspects of sheep, cattle and pig husbandry, from hill gathering to lambing, calving and shearing, and with experience of tractor work from ploughing to seed drilling and silage cutting, Jamie believes that there is a large and increasing demand for this type of flexible farm labour throughout Argyll and especially on the islands. And if he’s only needed for tractor work then he can simply pack his bags and take the flights operated from Colonsay by Hebridean Air Services.

Commenting on Jamie’s new business, Sharita Padaruth, Dunbartonshire and Argyll Regional Manager for the PSYBT said: “The panel and I were very impressed with Jamie’s business plan and his presentation during this very first video conferencing panel interview. His plan, qualifications, experience and dedication are everything that we look for when supporting young people and the fact that we can we can do this for those more remote and fragile communities is a real added bonus. Having assisted another fledgling business on Colonsay, Cholasa Hospitality Services, in the last 12 months - which has gone on to create further employment opportunities for young people - we hope that this will encourage others to come forward and contact us with their ideas and plans.”

And for Jamie?

“Well, it’s back on with the waterproofs and up the hill to gather in some sheep. But the real benefit for me is that I can now determine my own future and wherever I travel to work I can still continue to live on this beautiful island”.

If you would like a helping hand down on the farm, or up in the hills, then Jamie Stringer can be contacted on 07979 607393.

And if you’re a young person with an idea then conract PSYBT on 07917 305 553 or visit www.psybt.org.uk

Little Miss No No and the Mechanic come to visit...

It’s official, Kapitein produces prize winning products!! He won first prize at our Root & Produce show for his woven scarf... Well done Kapitein... And he has had several commissions too as a result.

If you would like to commission one of his scarves, please get in touch, he would be delighted and will keep him out of mischief during the winter months.

The first Geansaidh ‘Gansey’ jumper is underway. We have researched the traditional patterns and drawn from the Scottish Fleet pattern to design our very own Colonsay Geansaidh.  We have been producing a vast array of designer items using our pattern, from Wrist Warmers and Welly Socks to Hats, and all made from Pure Colonsay Hebridean Wool, from our very own sheep of course. This is a unique opportunity to have something very, very special indeed. We are expecting our very first consignment of white wool later this week, so watch this space for the opportunity to purchase, pure Colonsay Blackface wool.

News update:

We have joined LORN – Local Origins Rural Network so we’ll be selling our wares at Kintaline Farm and I shall be flying off with Hebridean Air Services to attend the Market in November and again in December. Please pop along and see all of the exciting products on sale, including wonderful Venison burgers – which I highly recommend. It is a wonderful group, fronted by Jill and Tim, two of the most pro-active people I have ever met. Their ethos is to support local businesses, especially those who are promoting their own genuinely home produced goods. Fantastic!!

It’s been all go at the Homestead. Little Miss No No and The Mechanic arrived with Tartlet their Jukle hound on LOTI. Wolfie and Sampster were delighted to have a ‘girlie’ to play with at the Homestead. Ironically, Wolfie has paid Tartlet lots of attention, despite having ‘bits’ missing!! Sampster, a potent young chap, has proven he has ‘the idea’ but has been most dignified with her, realising she wasn’t for him... Thank goodness, as any offspring would be intriguing namely, what would you call it?? A Spangador!!

Eskie and I have been manning our exhibition in the Old Waiting Room down at the pier in Scalasaig. Eskie came up with the name: Knit Wits – making an exhibition... A perfect title for the two of us and it has been rather busy to say the least, so much so, it looks like we are going to extend our stay. So if you are out and about in Scalasaig, by all means pop in, if nothing else, to enjoy the banter.

Eskie's Range

Our Harris Tweed Range

Knitted products & placemats and coasters

We were in attendance in the Old Waiting Room when Ceol Cholasa (Colonsay Music Festival) was in full flight. The music was wonderful and thankfully the wind direction transmitted the music to us. Knitting to live music could be the way forward methinks... The Poozies and Lau were just fantastic, playing their tunes to a very receptive audience both in the hall and around the pier.

Eskie rapidly produced a myriad of the most delightful bespoke knit-ware, aided by the music of course. Her range is from knitted houses, gardens and farm animals to the most wonderful children’s wear, and she takes commissions too... I have been busy with Geansaidh products, ranging from wrist warmers and hats to a range of products with woven material created by Kapitein. We have had some fantastic feedback about the diverse range of merchandise on sale and we wish to thank all that have supported us thus far. So for that extra special gift for Christmas – yes, it’s not just us that are mentioning the C word in September, get in touch...

Eskie has also demonstrated she has a gift of talking with the animals (she should be known as Mrs. Doolittle from now on).

A cow was mooing outside the Waiting Room while Eskie was in conversation with a customer, who was querying whether it was safe to pass the cow. Eskie revealed that the cow had lost its calf! She promptly went outside and said.......

“ Have you lost your calf? It’s probably up at the Pantry, why don’t you go up there to find it?”

The cow looked at Eskie and promptly turned around and meandered up towards the Pantry!! We all stood agog!! Eskie made light of the matter, much to our amusement.

Little Miss No No and The Mechanic ‘rested’ for the duration of their stay, in fact they have slept for an inordinate amount of time! Do they lead such a busy life in Blighty? The highlights of their visit have been:

Little Miss No No’s Birthday was marked with Milk Shakes and Angus Burgers (with candle) at the Pantry especially for her as she celebrated whilst on the island. Thank you Gavalus Gavalar for making her day a little bit extra special.

Little Miss No No thoroughly enjoyed meeting Julie Angell and seeing the plane come in – and leave with the Pantry’s first official export of May’s Sugary Wonders!! Yes, Doughnuts have been exported to the mainland, a first in our island’s history. I do believe they went down a storm at Oban Airport, their final destination. I have it on good authority that Julie was eating her second doughnut whilst typing a lovely message of thanks and appreciation. Dixie reported that her diet had gone to pot, but well worth it...

We managed to get some walking done with the three hounds. The Mechanic and Little Miss No No really enjoyed going to Ardskenish to see the view through windy pass and admire the house there; a wondrous spot.

We even made it out on the high seas (which was rather choppy). The Mechanic hid under his coat as the spray hit but still got a good soaking. Sadly the fish avoided our bait but the breathtaking view and laughter as I played my Kate Winslet bit at the bow was well worth it. I do like it when Kapitein instructs me on my positioning!

When we arrived back at the pier Kapitein decided to take the boat out of the water in preparation for sale.  With a strategy that would make Europe go weak at the knees, and instructions so precise, we successfully got the boat on the trailer at the slip, then up to Homestead where a good power-hosing was in order... That was the boat, not the occupants.

We said farewell to Little Miss No No and the Mechanic on Friday. Their stay was all too short, but so, so, enjoyable. They do like island life and will be planning their next visit very, very soon.

We had a super night at the Pantry on Saturday evening. Gavalus Gavalar had one of his Theme Nights, this time it was an Indian Night. We were seated with Eskie and Mr. Eskie, Gavalus did us proud and the girls were brilliant. What a fantastic feast, though it was sad to see fewer locals than usual. They missed an absolute treat. For those of us who were there it was a fantastic night. I haven’t laughed so much for ages.

I also met one of our blog followers, all the way from America! Teri and Himself are celebrating their 30^th Wedding Anniversary here on Colonsay (Congratulations guys). Teri feels as if she is ‘back home’ as she is a descendent of the MacPhee's. She is also a blogger, check out her link. They are here until Wednesday and then they heading to Galloway to find more of their Scottish roots and ancestry. I do know they are having a fantastic time on our Island at the Edge and we wish them a safe onward journey.

I don’t believe it but....I also learned that Donald Trump is hoping to set up his very own Golf Course here!! It is rumoured that he intends to blow the tops off several of our peaks here on the island, specifically at Balnahard in the mysterious North, primarily so they can be used as helipads to transport players between each tee. Special fencing will apparently encircle the helipads to deflect the wind (to save his quiff from being blown about). He is in talks with a land owner and hopes to be up and running by early next spring. He is even considering transmitting one of his US Apprentice shows from here too!! That should bring in some very welcome business to our island and give Lord Sugar a run for his money... That is, of course, if you are to believe what you hear around these parts. However, it is also being rumoured he has his eye on Jura with the intention of sawing off the tops of the Paps to create some rather unusual tees. However, in another development, the Swedes (not of the turmip variety) have been monitored surveying the seas to the west of Colonsay and to the west of Jura so we suspect that Mr. Trump won’t be coming here in the event of a surprise announcement in the near future of a wind turbine farm in our beautiful waters. Mr. Trump apparently doesn’t like renewables, unless they of course relate to his morning manicure.

I feel cupid’s arrow is heading our way!!! Sampster has now ‘come of age’ and is looking for a young bitch to satiate his needs, as he has strong desires to become a dad! Either a one night stand or something more lasting, so long as he gets the job done! And with a trip to our island into the bargain, what Cocker Spaniel Bitch couldn’t resist? (sorry, no unaccompanied girlies) He is the descendent of 37 field-trial champions and a more handsome chap you couldn’t find. Get in touch if you have a ‘girly’ up for the challenge.

Doggy match.com

Young 4 year old, good looking, fit and healthy Male Cocker Spaniel GSOH, solvent, own house, car and basket. Likes to eat in, enjoys long walks along the beach. Excellent worker. Seeks attractive Cocker Spaniel Bitch 3 – 4 yrs for friendship and one night stand, possible LTR. Must be willing to travel. No timewasters please. Send photo to: Hebrideanisles@aol.co.uk

Ideal candidates must have a good nose for snipe and preferably own a large highland estate and be wealthy. If you look like a dog but still have a large highland estate and are wealthy then still feel free to contact and I’ll put you at the top of my list. Thank you for reading this profile – Samster the Spaniel.

P.S. if you want try before you buy then just give the dog a bone!!

And on totally separate note.......

Just before Kapitein decided to take the boat out of the water we had a really bad spell of weather and whilst doing his thing with the ropes realised that a massive shoal of mackerel had entered the harbour chasing some fry (WHICH OF COURSE I SPOTTED FIRST). So it was out with the rods, together with some of the Irish lads working on the pier...and a very, very good supper was had by all.

Very windswept and very interesting...

The storm is now passing, having made it here all the way from the USA just in time for the very high tides. It’s played havoc with the ferries (three sailings cancelled) so some holidaymakers have experienced an extended stay and a taste of what Colonsay has to offer in the winter (though it’s not winter just yet, is it??) Kapitein has been up and down like a yoyo... Well... on the boat that is! He is such a conscientious mariner; his ‘ropes’ are just perfect. Mind, I think he’s caught a bit of a chill sorting out his rise and fall. He’s got that sexy ‘phone chat’ voice at present. Goose grease, brown paper and a chest rub might be in the offing tonight!!

The waves have been spectacular and I await the results of the highest ‘gusts’ recorded here on our wee island.

I too have been very, very windswept and very busy making ‘interesting’ items for the inaugural exhibition (in the Old Waiting Room down at the pier) where Eskie and I will be making an exhibition of ourselves!

But seriously, we are a Crafty pair indeed, with fleeces, knitwear and much more from the backs of our very own Hebridean and Blackface sheepsies. If you are holidaying on the island or coming over for the music festival you can see our goodies (and buy them of course) if you pop into the Old Waiting Room down at the pier from tomorrow (Wednesday) and will be there until Monday.

But here is a taster... And we take commissions!!

Pure Hebridean woolen wrist warmers

Remember Colonsay - Touchstones

Hand woven scarf

Also, our blog has been added, under independent blogs, to the Island Blogging site. There are some great blogs on this site for those of you wishing you were somewhere more remote!!

Check out the link... http://islandblogging.co.uk/newsupdates/ which will take you to a host of blogs from far flung islands... Perfect for rainy days...

And finally, I know this is a quick blog but my knitting needles are calling, and for those that may be interested we have 4 smashing lads for sale (Hebridean Tups) and we are looking for 2 to replace them. Any takers / sellers out there?? Our lads are definitely ‘proven’ insomuch as we had super lambs this year and the best lambing average ever... We may be up for swapping, so get in touch.

PPS, we still have a wee bit of our succulent Hebridean lamb left and we can fly it off to you, wherever you are (almost), so you could be sitting at home and enjoying the REAL taste of Hebrides if you place an order before all is gone (PPPS mutton will be on the menu in the next 4 weeks and you have to try it to believe it) – so place your orders now.

Hope to see you at the Waiting Room. 

Those were the weeks that were...

The weeks have passed really quickly and things have been happening at a phenomenal pace at the Homestead and beyond...

We had our daily commute to the point prior to the Colonsay International Golf Tournament on the links course a couple of weeks ago. An additional challenge was the wee gusts of wind that could hamper the odd shot or two! But for our islanders, that didn’t pose a problem since they are used to playing in force 9 and low mist!! We had hoped for this year’s winner to be a local, not that we were tempting fate... The Bullet and Eddie had prepared the course with precision (as he always does) and along with the wind, the odd sheep, a cow or two and numerous rabbit warrens it all added nicely into the mix. The combination of outdoor ‘refreshments’ during and at the end of the tournament, followed by a warmer or two at Faulty Towers and then a Ceilidh at the village hall had all tested the player’s resilience however it can be reported that as the evening progressed most managed a good performance of the ‘dashing white sergeant’, though one notable exception was The Bullet, AKA Twinkle Toes, who didn’t quite twinkle that evening due to simultaneous and dedicated celebration of this birthday...

The results for the Golf Competition were...

The Champion Cup: 1^st Prize – Chris Mahan

                                  2^nd Prize – John (from Mike’s Megastore)

                                  3^rd Prize – Big Trev & Magnus

Scratch Trophy:         1^st Prize – Magnus

                                    2^nd Prize – The Bullet

                                    3^rd Prize – Chris Mahan

Local Trophy:              1^st Prize – The Bullet

                                    2^nd Prize – Bazil the Brush

                                    3^rd Prize – Seumus our illustrious compare and farmer

Ladies Trophy:            1^st Prize – Holly Nesbet

Junior Cup:                 1^st Prize – Frazer

                                    2^nd Prize – Ryan Clark

                                    3^rd Prize – Lewis Nesbet

Highest Score: - Gavalus Gavalar (his prize was an appropriate miniature bottle of port)

Nearest the Pin: - Mack-the-Finger

Longest Drive: - Magnus

Best Caddy: - Ryan Gillespie

Oldest Competitor: - Big Trev

Youngest Competitor (Adult Section): - Liam MacNeill

Many, many thanks went out to for all their hard work in getting the course prepared, in particular The Bullet & Eddie.

Thanks also went to Big Trev for his secretarial work – he’s a dab hand with the typewriter and the accounting bit, especially with his copious amounts of paper...

And thanks went especially to Bazil the Brush for all of his hard work throughout the year and in particular on the day for ‘making it all happen’, including his wonderful presentation of the prizes, duly helped by his assistant our and his very own Dancing Queen and The Brewer. Fantastic job...

I had the privilege of flying off the island to Oban Airport (just for a few hours) with Julie Angell. I attended a meeting with Hebridean Air Services to seal the deal with our airfreight. I met with George ‘The Boss’ and Andy, The Ops Manager at Hebridean Air Services. It’s now a case of watch this space as we take this project from strength to strength. It is lovely to work closely with like minded organisations who wish to see our ‘Island at the Edge’ initiatives truly supported. I can’t thank everyone enough for their time and positive ‘can do’ attitude, including all at Oban Airport, Argyll & Bute Council and the ground crew at Colonsay International Airport. The bonus for me personally was a wonderful flight with Julie; I highly recommend this mode of transport. The scenery is spectacular with wonderful views of Colonsay, Jura, Islay and the mainland mountains. And flights are cheap so check them out and why not head over this way for a look-see!!

Wolfie had a sore lug, so after the meeting I was dropped off in Oban (many thanks Fi) to pick up some medication from Ferguson & Bonniwell. Then I had to scurry back to the Taxi Rank to head back to the airport before Julie took me home to the wee island at the edge. Scurrying is not recommended in high heels, but we just made it, thanks to Bob from Argyll Taxi’s.

I also met up with Tom the Cream Bun’ (the fire crew at Colonsay Airport know who this character is and numerous yarns abound – some of which may be revealed a later date). Suffice to say, a really jovial fellow and nice t’-boot. He’s going to make wonderful things happen for the Airport Terminal and for wee companies like us. We have agreed on a retail area within Oban Airport and we’ll be working that up in the very near future.

My other job at the moment is sourcing products from other islands to populate the retail space, so anyone out there who can supply top-quality ‘island’ products then I’m looking for suppliers from Coll, Tiree, Islay and Jura and of course Colonsay. Contact me if you have products you wish to sell, there are customers waiting... This all adds potential value to crofting diversification and sustainable island living, without the need, I hope, of more crofts turning into housing estates and thus bringing to an end a hard earned tradition and lifestyle.

Once back at the Homestead after my jaunt to the mainland, it was all hands to the pumps as the wool from this years first clip of our Hebridean sheep arrived by air (thanks again Julie). I’ve polished my needles and sit in anticipation of a ‘knit fest’ into the wee small hours of the autumn and winter nights as I knit and we weave more products to supply local and mainland customers.

We have had visitors to the Homestead, and what an action packed visit it was.

Our guests, Mackerel Bob and Lock-Stock-and-Two-Smoking-Barrels, arrived on LOTI on Thursday. A quick turnaround and introduction to Wolfie and Sampster then off to the Pantry for lunch. Our guests said it was the best soup ever (well done again Gavalus Gavalar).

We returned to the Homestead as other island visitors arrived for coffee and a chat and then we headed off with the visitors and the dogs for a look-see at Kiloran Bay. What a wonderful sight. Visitors are always in ore at the view and who can blame them, though for us the real views and feelings of open spaces are when we trek out to Ardskenish and Balnahard for a good few hours – whatever the weather.

Thursday evening we sat and caught up with all the happenings in Blighty, softening the myriad of information and very distant memories of that place with copious quantities of wine – just what Kapitein needed...

A late night on Thursday followed by an early morning on Friday with plans to go fishing...  Mackerel Bob caught a few as he reminisced about being a boy and fishing from the pier and Lock-Stock-and-Two-Smoking-Barrels caught a few too. We sped along the high seas showing them various points of interest around the island shores, including a run down to Oransay and close encounters with 20+ seals.

After an exciting day on the high seas we had a restful evening in preparation for Saturday. It was a nice fine day and we headed to Machrins for a shoot which had been organised for Kenny the Stag from Coll and his merry band of Coll Cowboys and their very assorted selection of sporrans. The Coll Cowboys had arrived under cover of darkness the previous evening and camped out on the point. As they emerged from their camp and charged over the hill it was like a scene from Braveheart – so many kilts just flapping around in the wind, exposing hairy legs, boots and stirrups!!! OOOh...the Coll Cowboys had arrived!! 

Lock Stock & Two Smoking Barrels

Lock-Stock-and-Two-Smoking-Barrels stepped up to the peg and shot off several rounds to get things warmed up and, after letting both barrels go (trade mark of course) at one clay, she quickly recovered and took the right of a double rise.


Kenny - The Stag

Some of the boys...

A Ye-Ha from the Coll Cowboys and a cheer from the Colonsay Boys went up. Mackerel Bob looked good at the peg but methinks a boat rod rather than a 12-bore are more suited for him.

Bazil The Brush, The Matador and Kapitein did well too, but, hat’s off to the lads from Coll, they are indeed fine shots.

Kenny the Stag and the Coll Cowboys were due to leave Colonsay later that day and head for Iona. We headed for the harbour at around 4pm to see their boat arriving and take them on further adventures to the north-west before returning them on Sunday to the wee island from whence they came. Good luck to Kenny the Stag and the future Mrs Kenny and hope to see ya’all back on the Island at the Edge soon. I can also report the reassuring news that the headcount departing the island matched the headcount on arrival.

Mind you, there was a wee bit of mischief as the boys embarked for Iona!! A local boat berthed in the harbour had a flag exchanged for one of the party’s T shirts. But the culprit is happy to return the flag... and can be found on Coll....

Back to the Homestead for a well earned rest, fresh mackerel for lunch, and an evening at the Pantry to look forward to. A theme night had been organised by Gavalus Gavalar, as is usual for the last Saturday of each month, and this time it was a delicious Chinese evening. The food was excellent and the other guests at the table thoroughly enjoyed the evening as well. Our table won the prize for being the most disruptive, disruptive indeed!! Not us... but sugar lollies were handed out – methinks to keep us quiet!!

With a tasty Chinese meal behind us we head off to the last Ceilidh of the season. Lock-Stock-and-Two-Smoking-Barrels was up dancing too – she thoroughly enjoyed it and in between all of the dances we also listened to a rendition of a KnockKnee Ballard all the way from the capital of England. It was rather different to the norm to say the least!!

The evening was brilliant, a perfect end to a perfect day...

Rumour has it there was a party somewhere on the island for the young ones after the Ceilidh and, apparently, there was a happening with Danger Mouse, the Lonely Shepherd!! It seems he decided to visit the toilet and fell into the bath, naked, and was unable to extract himself from the situation due to a very unusual condition for him that had affected his powers of coordination. Whilst in the compromised position it is understood that some of the revellers had discovered a new way of parking one of Archie the Magnificent’s (ATM’s) hire bikes. After the idea had been worked up and refined it is understood, though not confirmed as yet, that it was presented to ATM and further rumour has it that ATM is now considering hiring Danger Mouse for the 2012 season as an added-value service down at The Strand for those crossing to Oransay. Visitor’s beware. However, in the meantime fleeting glimpses of Danger Mouse have been recorded of him riding the range and rounding up sheep so no permanent harm appears to have been inflicted!!!

Kapitein is selling MV Baywatch L and is looking for a larger coded boat Jfor a variety of activities around the islands and beyond. I’ve caught him salivating over pictures on the Internet of bow thrusters, wheel houses, cargo holds and landing craft front flaps (or ramps as he calls them)!! Oh the joys of living with a Mariner!!

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We dispatched four and a half lambs off our island on Thursday morning via Hebridean Air. Three and a half were bound for England and were collected by TNT and delivered to our customers by 9am the very next morning. Another fantastic job well done. The other lamb was delivered in person by Julie Angell (pilot, courier driver, boat-woman and generally a thoroughly nice person) to a rather plush hotel near Oban for guests there to enjoy The Real Taste of Colonsay.

Saturday has since arrived and off now to the Root & Produce Show to see if we have won any prizes. Reports to follow......

Islay bound...

I was out for my morning constitutional with Sampster and Wolfie the other day and met up with Molly and Freckles. I never expected to have an ‘educating Rita’ moment when they both greeted me with their usual liveliness. Freckles told me of a ‘happening’ that very morning whilst sewing up her Hubby’s trousers. She had finished the repair and was just leaning over the kitchen table to grab the scissors when, to her surprise, Hubby said. “Not this morning Freckles; I’m not in the mood”. She stood aghast and replied. “I’m not in the mood either, so that’s OK then”... I couldn’t stop laughing... A fine pair are Molly and Freckles... They really make me blush, especially me being such a reserved type!!

So what next...

After my constitutional and education in the arts of ‘not tonight Josephine’, I headed back to the Homestead to continue with the production of a variety of products. Wrist Warmers, Hats and Touchstone bags. The pattern is devised from Hebridean Geansaidh (Gansey, Gernsey) patterns dating back to the 19^th Century. A pleasure to knit in 100% Hebridean wool. These will help to support our Craft Fair which is in the village hall every Wednesday until September.

Our first woven products are hot off the loom, scarves and purses. Everything is made on Colonsay and with our very own yarn from our Hebridean sheep due to be flown in within the next few days the sky’s the limit with what we can produce.

We have been out-by too, trying to get 10 sheep ready for the Islay ferry tomorrow. Danger Mouse, the lonely shepherd, was duly called in as Kapitein ran out of puff in the pouring rain and decided to give up when the sheep, led by master escapologist Lola, did a bomb-burst which was almost as good as the tourists on their bikes when a car comes along. As I write, all of the sheep are in-by so it’s just a matter (that maybe sounds a bit too confident doesn’t it) of drafting out the 10 wedders for the afternoon ferry to Islay tomorrow. Two weeks and they’ll be back for onward dispatch to customers both in Colonsay and on the mainland and delicious treat for us as well, together with veggies from the garden.

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The 10 wedders were shipped off on yesterday’s ferry to Islay. The Kapitein’s plan worked – a methodical and intricate strategy I must say...

With the help of Holly and Lewis, our very own piper, all were captured and additional shields to stop the elusive ‘jumpers’ (all except Lola of course who scaled the hurdles like Beeches Brook) saw the sheep well and truly secured. A job well done...

Fresh Colonsay Hebridean lamb should be ready in 10 days for onward shipment... Don’t forget to place your orders for a Gigot or two or a rolled shoulder, chops will be supplied also.

Captain Flack and the Trumpton crew do an outstanding job...

Preparations were speeding along for last Thursday’s Ceilidh. This was a special event for all of us and the evening was in aid of the Firefighter’s Charity, a very worthy cause.

Basil The Brush AKA – Fireman Sam – AKA Captain Flack was doing a sterling job in organising things. And as an added bonus (being a girly) the boys would be looking dapper in their uniforms...

We arrived at the village hall amidst the merry throng of Colonsay Midge’s, so hastened through to find a pew.

Pugh, Pugh, Barney McGrew, Cuthbert, Dibble and Grubb were all there. The hall filled up quickly with locals and tourists... The dancing was spectacular (it doesn’t half keep you fit). Kapitein’s feet, which have a mind of their own, combined with his natural instinct to always set a course for magnetic North, means he tries to avoid getting on the dance floor and thus prevent a collision, so when an outstretched arm beckoned me to the dance floor... that of Gavalus Gavalar in his uniform..... then I had no hesitation and tripped the light fantastic to a Gay Gordan... we nearly have this dance perfected.

Kapitein is to hopefully enlist the help of the Dancing Queen to hone his skills in the dancing department, though I did see his foot tapping on several occasions and it was almost in time with the music. Well done.

We left at around 11pm as I for one need my beauty sleep... We awoke the following morning to the news that the previous evening had raised a very healthy £1043.00. Fantastic... And then there was the charity car wash funds to add to that on Saturday, which has since been reported to have raised a further £150.00. I also believe there are a couple of additional donations still to come in so all in all that was a pretty major result for a wee island... Many, many thanks to all who contributed and especially to our Fire crew and Barney McGrew.



Pictured are the crew. Their real names are not of course  Captain Flack, Pugh, Pugh, Barney McGrew, Cuthbert, Dibble and Grubb...they are...... Basil the Brush (aka Fireman Sam), Carbonout, Mr.Meatloaf, the Other Brewer,Twinkle Toes (aka The Bullet), Captain Marvelous, the Brewer and finally Gavalus Gavalar (aka GG)

The compare for the evening was Two Slices who did a wonderful job of keeping things moving along nice and smoothly.

Well done to all of you and the many, many others who helped behind the scenes.

The Firecrew washing cars...

And there’s more...

We have had another busy week, but not without its ups and downs...

It was the Regatta last Saturday. Splendid weather, just perfect for messing about on the water. Kapitein was raring to go... until... Where were the boat keys? We retraced our steps from our last outing, searched washing machines, the drying green, cars and even considered filleting the dogs but all to no avail... they had just disappeared into thin air. Kapitein had been asked to provide one of the safety boats for the sailing race, so had to go aboard another vessel whilst I continued to turn the house upside-down. Nothing and no sign of the keys anywhere. Kapitein returned, forlorn and pet-lipped!

We returned to the harbour later in the afternoon, via the Pantry to sample one of Gavalus Gavalar’s famous burgers, mmnnn... delicious, miles better than Maccy Dee’s anyday.

The harbour was full of little people (children) and women dressed as men, with beards and moustaches!!  Pirate’s flags and bunting abounded as we watched the teams participate in kayaking and swimming races. The piece de resistance was the long awaited raft race. It never ceases to amaze me how innovative people can be when constructing something that, if truth be known, will never float for very long. Two islanders won a prize for most promising craft and a well deserved accolade I am sure.

On our return to the Homestead, Kapitein decided to set about investigating new keys for the boat. We had long surpassed ‘hot wiring’ as an option, since he duly noted that it would start but may not stop when we most needed it. He finally sourced a firm of chandlers in Norfolk who could probably help. We would have to wait until Monday at 08:30 am to confirm they had spare keys. Sure enough, after several dissections of throttle cables, etc. to get the info, the chandlers had the correct keys and they were dispatched to Connel Airport in Oban that day in order to catch the flight to Colonsay on Tuesday afternoon, along with a meat order for an island customer from Jackson’s the Butcher in Oban as well as our special treat, namely 1kg of prime fillet steak. Fresh meat isn’t often available on our wee island, unless it’s our own lamb, so it was a real delight, especially as Kapitein’s culinary skills are just superb...

So, what to do with ourselves that evening? The Ceilidh of course. Just what was needed to lift our spirits. This particular Ceilidh was in aid of the Village Hall and the RNLI and also as a celebration of two Golden wedding anniversaries, two sisters who had married two brothers, so that’s 100 years of wedded bliss between them. Many, many congratulations to both couples.

There is a particular dance that is performed as couples, at a very, very quick tempo. ‘The Bullet’, otherwise known as Twinkle Toes when he’s on the dance floor is a brilliant dancer, and I for one get great pleasure in watching him. He’s is so light on his feet. Accomplished female dancers know they are in for the dance of their lives if he chooses them. It was also interesting to note that he has finally managed to get girlfriend Twin Peaks onto the dance floor and she is now learning the intricacies of this dance... We can’t wait to see them in action.  The rest of us need the assistance of our very own dance expert the Dancing Queen just to refresh our memories from those childhood dancing lessons. So please Dancing Queen, help us trip the light fandango before the winter sets in!!

While I was away and since my return...

Whilst I was away, Kapitein looked after all things ‘Homestead’. Although I do have a sneaking suspicion he quite likes the peace and tranquillity my mainland visits afford him. He does assure me that I am quite a quiet soul... I know, all of you out there who know me will be belly laughing right now... Quiet, I don’t think so, I hear you say...

A frantic call had come into the Homestead from GG, which was duly answered by Kapitein. The Pantry had been exceptionally busy with visitors from Islay, not just satisfied with May’s Sugary Wonders, but also gorging themselves on chips. Consequently GG had run out of chips and because no potatoes are grown commercially on the island (nor any other crops due to an unfortunate change in farming practices) he had no choice but to request an urgent shipment to be flown in which consisted of 3 boxes of frozen chips, each containing 8 bags of which just 24 hours later only one and a half bags were remaining.

The Homestead is being spruced up by decorator extraordinaire Basil The Brush, who also goes under the name of Fireman Sam depending on whether he has a brush or a hose in his hand at the time, however, other names have been suggested, as apparently on occasions he does have other implements in his hands – a true multi-tasker.. Unfortunately for Basil, the weather has been very good in recent days; the sunshine has been playing havoc with his exposed areas. He has been forced to wear a pair of Gucci sunglasses and a charming beanie hat as he proceeds along the eves and soffits.

Kapitein has been looking after the vegetable patch and weeding the flower beds and had Sampster and Wolfie on long walks whilst I dealt with the trials and tribulations on the mainland.

Unfortunately for Kapitein the horseflies that had been affecting old Ziggy, in the field over the fence, had decided to launch several attacks on the Kapitein whilst he was gardening. Because Kapitein had omitted to lubricate himself in Skin so Soft, he had little chance in fighting off the onslaught. Consequently, upon my return, I discovered a somewhat swollen and hot Kapitein – and not for the reasons I had expected.

Kapitein was not particularly happy as a result of this. The day after I returned, which was a particularly hot and humid day, we decided to walk the dogs, with Kapitein sweating under his zipped up fleece to keep the beasties at bay. Unfortunately for him another horsefly decided to bite him on the only exposed part of his body, the end of his finger, resulting in an even worse reaction and forcing him the day after, to sit with raised arm and icepack in order to bring down his extremely swollen right hand. Ho Hum, this could have had a major impact on all things ‘male’ however all now seems to be on the mend. Kapitein does so prefer to be out on the high seas on such days, rather that fighting off the world-amous Colonsay beasties.

Another shipment has gone off via air freight, consisting of several cones of wool and a set of sheep shears – which broke down after shearing forty five and a half sheep, however we were able to save the situation with a little help from Danger Mouse, the lonely shepherd.

We have also heard rumours of yet another exodus from one of Clearance House establishments, namely the ‘un local’ Hotel. This time it was the chef, closely following on the heels of D’Arlene who has decided to try life on the mainland after 4 years here.  Prior to her leaving, her bubbly effervescence had been tested to the full, with a leaving party that commenced on the Wednesday and only ended, seemingly, though not confirmed, as she boarded the Sunday evening ferry bound for Oban.

It would appear there is difficulty in retaining good staff for some reason, however we wish them all well...

We had the privilege of watching 72 participants in the Fun Run in aid of the Colonsay Medical fund the other day and they still had energy left to attend the Ceilidh. The fund has surpassed its target... Well done to all who participated. It appears we may soon be able to adopt the examination position in comfort down at the surgery once the new device arrives.  

Gavalus Gavalar has been very busy at the Pantry. He organised a Colonsay Food Night, with offerings such as Colonsay Lamb stew (with our very own Hebridean lamb), Oysters, Colonsay Beef and freshly caught Mackerel plus many more delights. What a resounding success and a big hope that he will repeat this regularly in the very near future.  

Coming Home...

Shell shocked isn’t the word. Life in the fast lane – the mainland is quite an experience, especially when I am used to the island ring road.

I disembarked from LOTI at 10.30pm and set off on the many hours journey. Kapitein’s car had a nice blast on the motorways, aided by my very loud music and accompanying singing. I made my destination in the wee small hours.

3 hours sleep and I was collected to head even further south to say farewell to my dear friend with Peggy Sue, eldest daughter (Noney Bean) who, like me, is not vertically challenged and youngest daughter (Little Miss No No) who is vertically challenged and somewhat short-coupled and needs step ladders to mount her sister’s 17.2 hh shire cross cob, Fudgeypoos. We were driven by Little Miss No No's fiancé , the Mechanic.

My friend and her family chose a Humanist service which was very fitting; through tears of sadness, and of laughter, we listened as the reader spoke of my friend as if he knew her personally. Many anecdotal stories brought back very fond memories of our times together during her too short 60 years. I shall never forget those times, nor her wisdom and honesty. Saying ‘Tot Ziens’, we headed for the wake in a local hostelry we had frequented in our younger days. Family and friends reminisced and we toasted our friend with a glass of her favourite tipple, at the bar beside her photograph. Very apt and appropriate.

Peggy Sue and I met with several others there from our time with the Regiment. Earwig regaling tales of Peggy Sue and I when we were young and daft but the telling of those will save till another day.

With heavy hearts we headed back north where I was deposited at my lodgings in preparation for the following day – Hospital...

An epic journey using public transport saw me arrive, on time, at the new centre for Breast Screening. I was interviewed upon arrival and the nurse explained the processes I may have to face. As a straight talker, I did mention that if it turned out to be worst case scenario then I would like to leave looking like Pamela Anderson. I thought Jordan would be a step too far...unless of course I could have inflatable implants that would double up as buoyancy aids whilst on the high seas with Kapitein and thus avoid the need for the lifejacket with its rather tight crutch strap.

I was asked to ‘slip’ into something more comfortable - a rather fetching (not) and accessible (very) front fastening gown, in pink of course. Having to wait, as one does at such appointments, I took to my knitting as a nice distraction. Hands and mind duly occupied, I rattled through numerous lines of work on 4 needles, only dropping the odd stitch as folk came and went. Then it was my turn. More Mammograms... is it easier if you have large breasts or small ones? I really don’t know!

A further wait and I was called in for an ultrasound scan. This is a very thorough process, and yes they detected an anomaly, but............ nothing to worry about at the moment. WHAT RELIEF. It appears it may just be part of me, me and my anomaly. The final outcome? I may be called back in a month for a second opinion.

The moral of the story: check breasts every month, learn about your own shape and when called for your primary screening and possible re-calls, always attend the appointments and never, ever, put it off.

Kapitein has kindly offered to ‘lend a hand’ in this regular monitoring. He is so thoughtful.

I later met with Noney Bean and a little retail therapy was in order before heading yet further north and closer to home. I stayed with friends in the lowlands that night but was up and away by 5am and heading for Oban.

Kapitein says that ‘the sun shines when angels travel’ and glorious sunshine there was indeed, as I arrived.  Just one more appointment and my MOT was complete - the Dentist. A quick root canal job and I was on my way to the ferry.

On board MV Isle of Arran and I was able to sit on deck and watch the mainland disappear from view... Magic... I was almost home...

And what adventures, happenings and news from Colonsay while I was away? Lots to report of course and report I shall – soon!

What a difference a day makes...

What a difference a day makes...

Yesterday was one of those fun packed days... Let’s see just how much we can do in 24 hours. 

Kapitein was up early as usual and busy in the inner sanctum. The weather was good so he said that if I was a good girl he would take me on the high seas to do a spot of fishing and give me a chance to test the new boat rod he got for my birthday - just what every girl wants...

Sandwiches prepared and off down to the harbour, via Mike's Megastore  to get some provisions for the weekend and get petrol too, which on this wee island is just under £1.70 a litre.

A few nautical adjustments here and there and we set off. The conditions were good, bright sunshine and a wee bit of a wind. Kapitein was at the helm and with me as his first mate, perched in the bow and awestruck as usual with the view of the Paps on Jura in the distance, we set a course for a good fishing mark just off Oransay and cruised south at a steady 20 knots.

Two minutes after arriving at Kapitein’s secret mark Kapitein landed a Saithe, then another, then another and yet another... I dropped my line into the water, nipping my knees around the pole, just in case it slipped my grasp and hey ho, I caught a 2lb Saithe too. The Mackerel eluded us on this trip but the joys of being at sea are fantastic. The seaways were very busy today, including the boat from Clearance House with a convoy of smaller boats in tow - a veritable flotilla. The thought did pass my mind that they may have GG on board and be setting a course for Nova Scotia or thereabouts but a quick check of the boat’s load line revealed no excess ballast on board. So that was a relief.
Time was pressing on and I had an appointment to keep with Eskie at the Village Hall. A high speed return to the Capital and Kapitein dropped me at the slip. I made it just in time.

Eskie was sitting with GG and the ‘Lovely Ladies’ enjoying a cuppa and some homemade cakes. Stalls with produce, second hand books and novelty gifts were set out.

We were rather distracted by an ingenious product, a definite purchase for us. See below modelled by Eskie. GG was also pictured wearing one but unfortunately the picture won't upload - you lucky readers!Technology knows no bounds here on Colonsay, surely a must for everyone. Not quite user friendly but can be used to make any mobile device hands-free, even a Laptop I suspect...

Kapitein joined us a wee while later as others came and sat with us. The conversation led to a discussion about our new island air freight service. There is great interest in this facility; medical provisions can be flown in and out. And what a bonus, inbound Chinese and Indian food for all of us with a hankering for all things normal, the same as our friends on the mainland.

Back to the homestead, with aching sides from all the frivolities. We took Sampster and Wolfie out for a walk and then it was back to the knitting up the new design of Wrist Warmers. (I must watch out for Freudian slips with this). This is the first of many products in readiness for selling. If I must say, they are rather perfect, yet they don’t quite resemble Willy Warmers just yet, something I must work on to satiate the needs of Kapitein.

As the evening progressed Kapitein decided we should attend the Ceilidh in aid of the CCDC – the community development company.

And what a night that was... Lots of dancing and even Kapitein was up strutting his stuff in the Orkadian Strip the Willow. GG is a true mover and shaker in the St. Bernard’s Waltz and Danger Mouse, the lonely shepherd, was really shaking his booty in the Dashing White Sergeant with Kapitein and I.  The music was absolutely wonderful as usual, with songs from Caitlin, Seamus and many others, including a great tune and song by a man from Sweden holidaying here.

Strange but true, Diogenes kept going in and out of the hall, apparently needing lots of fresh air!! I wonder what exactly he was doing whilst alone in the dark. I do hope he wasn’t true to the name...

Duck Man didn’t waver under pressure for a dance, but he will keep till another night when I WILL have a dance with him...

Kapitein was attracting attention tonight. His rugged good looks were under scrutiny from a rather well rounded woman but to her dismay he didn’t take the bait... After all, he already has a First Mate and there's only room for one to stoke his boiler...

Today, Sunday, was a day for getting up late (after going to bed very, very late). It was a peaceful day, including a lovely walk along The Strand with Sampster and Wolfie. Then back for a late lunch, a few domestics and packing in preparation for my journey to the mainland and into the unknown.

As already reported, I will be saying goodbye to a very dear friend ttomorrow and the day after that the Doctors have recalled me for an anomaly in my precious boobs, of which, I have to say, the Kapitein is rather fond. They say I have to make myself available for a full week, just in case. That week in the unknown is standing before me as I now make my way down to the ferry to depart these beautiful shores.

Kapitein has undertaken a thorough investigation and has been unable to ascertain any anomalies, however, if the worst does come to the worst, he said he would leave the island - the first time in over a year - and visit me and the doctors because he reckons he has some very good re-design ideas. He's such a wonderful Kapitein.

Shall keep you posted...

And a good night was had by all...

We had visitors to the homestead this afternoon. Mack-the-finger and Pedie popped in for a chat about our air freight project. It was nice to discuss future plans for the project – especially when we can ship outbound and inbound freight consignments of just about anything. Discussed were some of the possible options such as kegs of beer and Chinese and Indian takeaways, amongst others. Pedie Popped-in began to salivate. All good stuff and hopefully we can work together to make this happen.

This evening Kapitein succumbed to the hunter-gather instinct and ordered our dinner from the Pantry. Unfortunately, Kapitein was disappointed as the 2 baked potatoes he had ordered were mysteriously transformed into chips, between picking them up and getting back to the homestead. He does have a penchant for baked potatoes, after years of eating ships biscuits whilst on the high seas. However, he did report that May’s doughnuts looked good enough to eat... apparently he was tempted but decided against it, safe in the knowledge that he would be having his two baked potatoes when he got back to the homestead. No doubt he will be having words with the proprietor, Gavalus Gavalar, for this unusual lapse in service and quality control. This could be due to GG’s lack of concentration following his secret mission to the mainland last weekend. Whatever happened, it appears to have totally confused GG and has left a lasting impression on the young lad. Incidentally I had seen GG on Monday evening at the tourism meeting, wearing his fireman’s uniform. He certainly looked dapper, despite the buttons being a little stretched but that's because GG is unable to resist nibbling at May’s sugary wonders.

Anyway, back to this evening and Kapitein also returned with the news from GG that Clarence  Clearance House had hired the Pantry marquee for a party, a party fit for a laird and certainly not any of the lesser mortals as can be found in these parts. Unfortunately, upon it being returned – just in time for it to be put up again by GG for the shindig last night, it was found to have been badly damaged. GG and pals had to make some hasty and unexpected repairs to accommodate the crowds attending the night of jazz and blues music at the Pantry that evening. All was ultimately sorted and the evening was a resounding success. Well done GG. A good night was had by all...... but I do hope we will see GG again after his visit to Clearance House to seek recompense and not find out that he has been relocated to Canada. Surely not.

The evening sun is still high and the weather is balmy this night but clouds are gathering beyond the horizon and, alas, departure to the mainland awaits me. This unwelcome storm will arrive on Sunday, when I shall have to leave these shores and take a journey into the unknown and to say Adieu and Tot Ziens to a very dear friend. But tonight is calm and beautiful and that is the most important thing right now.