We, the Diarist and my lovely partner Eve have had the call. The call from Ms Crofter [blurrily pictured above. I was caught off guard when she smiled. I'm not used to that] to come to share the table over food stuff. Hopefully not the arse-end of Diogenes on account of us being veggie and all that.
"How very lovely" Eve and myself have been saying to each other - and it is lovely. We wonder what The Crofter is after.
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.