Cullen skink, virgin money and fishermen’s kisses.

I’ve seen several buildings advertising virgin money; the mind boggles! A wee man got on the bus in a small village between Stromness to Kirkwall, in his once-dapper blue jacket and faded walking cane. Deafness wasn’t going to prevent a conversation. He was off to town because the village shop was a wee bit dear.Continue reading “Cullen skink, virgin money and fishermen’s kisses.”