An island Christmas

We have been immersed in the very best of everything Christmas brings. Family and friends, time to rest and indulge. Christmas day began with the customary smoked salmon sandwiches and a champagne breakfast as presents were opened. At Christmas, following morning feeding rounds, I love how the Happy Farmer dances round the Aga, glass of [...]

A Gathering of the Clans

We had a gathering of the ‘clans’ on the farm last week. The sheep, young and old were rounded up in the old sheep fank and placed into lots for our annual livestock sale. The Happy Farmer needed to check the sheep were ‘correct’ above and below before separating them. Cheeky, crabbit and obstinate were [...]

The Summer House Lodgings

The lovely landscape and environment of Persabus feed the creative spirit. Years of bracing walks in the autumn, and winter months, when the colours on the island are at their most vibrant, led to dabbling with paints at the kitchen table, which evolved into watercolour paintings, and then to my designs being hand painted, glazed [...]

And all it took was a tractor, trailer, horse box and a few Calmac containers….

The Persabus Hebridean broadcasting blog is back on the airwaves. It was a rocky one. Away on the mainland we hit technical glitches in internet land. Happily though we managed to accompany youngest as she headed for the bright lights of university living. We followed in her wake with tractor, trailer and horse box, and [...]

Changing Seasons

In the Happy Farmer’s words ‘it’s great to see the sun hanging out again’. The panorama from the farmhouse is changing. The summer colours are merging into an autumn landscape. The barley in the front field has ripened to a rich, golden colour. The Paps are swathed in purple and gold as the greenness of [...]

The Highland Fling

When a young couple are to be married on Islay it is local tradition to have a ‘blackening’ for the couple. The bride and groom are ‘kidnapped’ by friends and relatives and tied to the back of a trailer. They are then towed through the villages, where buckets of anything rotten and smelly is thrown [...]

Farmer Exits to the Mainland….

The Happy Farmer exited to the mainland this week and I was left sailing ‘The Good Ship Persabus'.  The animals always seem to know when the farmer's away. I have come to realise this as things always seem to go a bit pear shaped in his absence.  Yesterday I was getting along just fine. Breakfasts [...]