成人快手

Have been taught more new Shetland words by my ever lovely neighbours - this time, "keegle ower". This was in relation to how many New Year celebration drinks we could share and enjoy from the mobile bonds being carried round the houses by all our Yell first foots before we all keegled ower!
It is usual anyway to keegle ower in Yell. My morning walk to the beach with the dogs involved the keegle ower wind blowing me about quite a bit, to the extent I swayed about a lot - so anyone seeing me would be thinking 'aye, a fair few consumed there!' (The New Year Day champagne yesterday was just wonderful - but was of a calibre that did not encourage a keegle ower)
Anyway, the beach was as ever, totally stunning. My dogs just love the rumpus the soft sand offers them and they charge about sniffing and searching for otter tracks (which they usually find). Today the dogs and I watched a perfect rainbow being formed across the Sound and as I stood there - being in the moment - I experienced one of those visual instances that stays within soul for evermore. One of those moments when at times of sadness or despair that very instance can be called upon again and helped to lift the spirit to a lighter place of being.

Have been heartened to have such welcomes here and thank you . I will feel much more at home in the world of Island blogs now.
Have been to a family funeral in Glasgow. Stepping back into a world of family only now seen at such events. Those hatches, matches and despatches where all the generations seem only now to fully come together because we are all scattered world wide, North to South and East to West. I find myself asking - just exactly who am I related to here? Then as all we meet and talk, sharing memories and laughter there more discoveries. One in particular about an old family secret, long buried but now able to be opened up so that greater understandings of old schisms can be brought to present time.Never realising that why that branch of the family stayed separate from the rest of us was because the father never married the mother although they lived together for 60 years and had three bairns. But such was the entire family shame.
Gracious me!
But a second cousin has been doing more genealogy research and for a change concentrated on one of the great grandmothers. And, wow! A whole new crowd of folk from Skye has entered my past.
I wonder what they would all have to say on the Island Blog.

I would be replying to comments ..but there is a hassle. Anne at IBHQ tells me that the reason my comments will not go through is because of my firewall. Now I have a kind of jig type relationship with my excellent firewall. It likes to pull me in and slug me out. This is particularly noticeable on the chat programmes when I can sometimes see and hear my ain folk on the other side of the world but the fire-beastie sometimes throws a slug and then there is no chance and it and I are forced to resort to words alone. I have developed a particular jiggy movement which confuses the fire-beastie..(I am not in Shetland during Up Helly A Season for no reason) and sometimes, like magic, I can do what I want. But frankly when I have such beautiful views and such a fine peace of mind why involve myself in battles of fire just to resort to Island blog comments? I am a water type person anyway.
But I do want to say Happy Birthday to the person up north with chocolate cake roon the chops and also to say sorry I missed the adventure of the trip to Yell when you both seemed to be wearing the wizard's cloak? Sounds like my tea bags would have come in handy and you were so close by!
The only adventure with the keegle ower weather has been the discovery that the wind whistling through the roof is really not supposed to happen - and there was me thinking it was some kind of Wise Shetland elemental calling as to when it was a suitable time to walk the dogs....Roof is now 'sealed' and how quiet it is indoors! sssshhhhh........