I'm not sure these here coows in The Crofter's possession would be that enamoured with the Crofter et al today. They, the Crofter family, spent the day making Diogenes into a kit. He wouldn't mind I suppose since he was dispatched the other day by men at the killing factory in town. All the same it is quite a sight to see the old boy on the table inside out so to speak.
On the Isle of Lewis off the west coast of mainland Scotland lies a croft inhabited by an English off-comer. His Mum and Dad live nearby and help him run the croft. This is a photographic record of their lives as it unfolds.