Tuesday 06/09/05

The mist has lifted and it's a clear day. High level clouds indicate a change in the weather. Chat to an Australian and his wife over breakfast. They are touring the islands. He originates from near Oban, but she is an Aussie. Norman was a sea-captain, latterly a pilot in the Torres Straits north of Australia. In the afternoon I go on a walk with mrs B's 2nd son, in the company of 15 other people to view cast iron railings in Stornoway. In the space of 2 hours we see cast iron railings, until I'm reeling with them. In the evening, a young lady arrives who will be going round the island to focus on possibilities for energy savings in homes. She is from Kirkwall, a town I know fairly well from my stint there in September 2004. We have a square meal followed by a ceilidh round the fire as the rain pours and the wind howls.