Dreicht day

Tricia was off to spinning so I took the opportuntiy to drive her there and go on to the hills around Lochboisdale. Damp, wet and gloomy but na iinteresting area. Even trees as you can see.
Bizarrely in the middle of nowhere up popped a crofter out to feed his sheep. A slow and steady conversation ensued.
In typical Hebridean one degree of seperation, he had been at our house a few weeks back putting in a new telegraph pole and had moved our car to make space for the various vdehicles required. His first job with Scottish Power had been to connect our house to the grid back in 1999. A small world the Uists.