Boots
by Lachie Strummer - 11:11 on 18 July 2008
Ah, the joy of wellies. Broke out a new pair this week, the first since the dawn of the new century.
Like most engaged in the crofting trades I'll always remember my first pair of wellies as a fully fledged male. They were mark 2 Argylls with reinforced soles and steel toe caps and were at the cusp of 1970s technology, right up there with Concorde and the microwave oven. They certainly raised a few eyebrows in the township.
Fishing
Went fishing this week with 'herself'. Didn't get as much as a nibble. The fishing was pretty poor too. The mackerel seem very patchy this year. Cuddies aren't too plentiful either but hope springs eternal as someone once said, apparently.
Comment from Lachie Strummer at 22:35 on 21 July 2008.
Dear Angusina,
Aren't you big Catriona's sister from just outside Lochmaddy?
I remember her from years ago. Anyway, it only happened once and we were both a bit drunk.
Lachie
Aren't you big Catriona's sister from just outside Lochmaddy?
I remember her from years ago. Anyway, it only happened once and we were both a bit drunk.
Lachie
Comment from Angusina MacSpirtle at 22:36 on 21 July 2008.
Dearie me, Lachie, as if! Not at all, not at all, never! Your memory must be at fault, I am certain.
Indeed, Lochmaddy is a place I have seldom been in at all in my life. If ever,
Angusina
Indeed, Lochmaddy is a place I have seldom been in at all in my life. If ever,
Angusina
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Angusina,
Outer Hebrides