Friday, 16 February 2018


Did I tell you The Crofter has sheeps? No? Well he does have some sheeps. Seems like thousands of the black spooky looking things from somewhere weird - ah yes, The Hebrides - are running round the place.

Stalked this one on the beach field doon the road. Came up on her all quiet like and shot her. With my minolta camera - what do you take me for??

Wednesday, 14 February 2018


It doesn't always go to plan, especially when one wants to scratch ones bottom on a post./ No, not The Crofter, the wee piggies!

Friday, 9 February 2018


The kind crofter out about in cold weather feeding his aminules.

Thursday, 8 February 2018


It goes ! It goes!
It did go that day anyway. Must have been a miracle if other days are anything to go by..

Yours truly, the narrator is giving a wee and short talkette illustrated sparingly probably with some of these snaps. I must get on with sorting it as it's happening on 22nd of Feb at an Lanntair. I have no idea what I shall actually be talking about !

Monday, 5 February 2018


No idea since you ask. Probably appealing for help from a higher plane - his wife for example.

Friday, 26 January 2018


See, Black Hebridean Sheeps awaiting their turn for a massage or whatever the Crofter does each day. I think The Crofter must be mixing up and warming the special massage oil he uses.

Oh, the life of a Hebridean Incomer Crofter.