We ate the mackerel last night ... lovely soft flavour, better by far than smoked salmon, a real delicacy, and SO easy.
The other photos show the boys returning from clearing out the loch above the house where we are staying (mud, mud, glorious mud!), and my live brooch, which flew in threw the kitchen window and stayed on my shirt for about an hour, until Lettice said it spooked her out. I wish I knew more about moths, and could identify it.
Today we're off to Edinburgh, via lunch at the Whitehouse at Morvern, reached via the Fishnish ferry to the mainland. I'll keep you posted!
A thing of shreds and patches - "Now I happen to have rather a feeling about patchwork. Real patchwork, I mean. I am the proud possessor of one which was made for me by an old lady of eig...
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