FAREWELL SHETLAND

I shall miss you.

I shall miss our wonderful comfy cosy chalet. I shall miss the people, the birds, the excitement of a new twitch, the views, the waves crashing over the rocks below, the Gannets diving, the Ottters, the seals, Lucy the Sheep. I shall miss the wool shops, The String, our garden Snipe, the newspapers not always getting here, the empty shelves in Tesco, the inter island ferries having weird timetables, the gallery on Yell never being open when we go past so for the third year running I haven't been able to buy the Mike Finnie print I covet, the smirk on G's face as we pass the gallery.

I shall even miss the wind.

So, until next year ......... fingers crossed