There’s risk in making, or responding to, contact with distant relatives. Whilst it’s unlikely they are actual murderers, differences in character and expectations can be fraught. Thus it was with some trepidation that I reached out to folk in Ireland who share the same ancestors and, amazingly, are on the original farm. From their perspective,Continue reading “When strangers become family.”
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They were there…
Walking the land, smelling the sea, watching the wildlife where my hardy Unst ancestors crofted and fished; absolutely incredible. Home and Unst are almost polar opposites, and not just geographically. The hills are low, there’s no trees to interrupt the views, but there are quite large farmable areas. Sheep mainly. Across the Hebrides I’ve beenContinue reading “They were there…”
Adventurers; bravery isn’t just for backpackers.
Eight years ago a lovely lass from England came to stay with us on the farm. She was, and is, one of those special folk who have a gift of fitting right in with a warmth that can’t be manufactured. Dearest Emily was exploring New Zealand on her own, and having fun along the way.Continue reading “Adventurers; bravery isn’t just for backpackers.”
Who will remember us (and does it matter?)
On 5th May 1662 my Great x 11 grandfather was consecrated at Holyrood Palace, Edinburgh. Almost 400 years later I entered the inner courtyard, following in his footsteps, though without the consecration. It is the strangest feeling. I bet he never gave a thought to me during the day of his highest honour…. yet hereContinue reading “Who will remember us (and does it matter?)”
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