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Jeg beklager at jeg ikke skriver blogg hver dag nå. Men, dere skjønner, bilen min går igjen, og siden jeg har mistet nesten hele denne sommeren, bruker jeg den når det er fint vær. Jeg kommer nok til å ta en tur til Bergen når Martin har reist tilbake til Malta.
Dagens post handler om gensere. Av ull. Shetlandsull tilogmed! Jeg liker gensere og har en hel del. Likevel måtte jeg kjøpe denne da vi var på Shetland sist høst. I en liten forretning på Commercial Street i Lerwick. Jeg syntes fargen var alldeles praktfull. Had to have it. Nydelig å ha når høsten snart setter inn. Og skulle det komme noen regnbyger lukter ullen jo så godt. Hva synes dere om fargen?
Shetland sweater. Even if I had several sweaters at home, when I saw this in a little shop in Commercial Street in Lerwick when I was there with Dallas and Liz last autumn, I just had to have it. I think the colors are magic. I like wearing a sweater in the autumn when we have cold evenings. And I like how they smell…
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Posted on September 11, 2010
Nice weather, finally. We split today, I stayed in town and Dallas and Liz went to see Mousa Broch and St. Ninians Isle. Our host at the guest house, Jim, is also in charge of the best fish and chips shop in Shetland, and that says a lot! So my image of today shows Jim in that shop.
(Raymond, and leaving the poetry to Dallas)
Last Ferry to Mousa? For 40 years, Tom Jamieson has ferried visitors out to the tiny island of Mousa to see the birds and the 2000-year old broch–the best preserved broch in the world (brochs are unique to Scotland). Today may have been his last run. He wants to retire and sell his business, which his sons have no interest in. Mid-September is the end of the season, and the weather is so uncertain, he may not go again this year. But today was marvelously warm and sunny. Liz and I enjoyed our trek around the island immensely: gannets and shags fishing, seals sunning themselves on the beaches and watching us from the water, and little brown Mousa wrens scurrying in and out of rocks on the shore. The broch itself was very impressive with a commanding view from the top. After three hours on Mousa, Liz and I drove over to St Ninian’s Isle to admire the ruins of a 12-century monastery. Amazing to think that monks thrived at this austere end of the earth. Back in Lerwick, we found Raymond happily browsing the internet for news about the new Olympus E-5 camera.
Posted on September 11, 2010
The View to Muckle Flugga “It’s a bit misty up there,” the man said pointing up to where the one-track road led into the high hills. We looked up and could see nothing but low lying clouds covering the tops of the hills. “You should be all right. Just ignore the signs,” he advised. The first sign read: Property of Ministry of Defence–Only four-wheel-drive vehicles permitted. We surged on in our two-wheel-drive Asta. By the time we reached the top, the “mist” was so thick we could barely read the large sign warning that if we proceeded further without authorization we would be flogged and keelhauled by order of HMG. We looked at the barrier across the road (“Just lift it up and drive through” our host in Lerwick had advised us) and the dirt track that led on upward and decided that there was no point continuing; we wouldn’t be able to see Muckle Flugga–the northernmost small island and lighthouse in Britain–anyway, so why risk a flogging? The drive to the tip of Shetland took about two hours and involved a ferry ride to the island of Yell (about 20 minutes) and another ferry ride to Unst (about 10 minutes), a visit featuring tea and homemade oatcakes with Rita, an old friend of Raymond’s on Yell, and long, long stretches of bare hills dotted with sheep and Shetland ponies and the occasional clump of heather–and always the sea pounding against the shore. Raymond relieved the monotony with a steady flow of commentary on all the different kinds of cars we came across. Two highlights of the trip: Liz learned how to use a knitting belt in the Unst Heritage Museum and we admired “Bobbie’s Bus Shelter” in Baltasound on Unst (www.unstbusshelter.shetland.co.uk). This bus shelter is fully furnished with a sofa and toys and flowers and pictures and a teddy bear; it has it’s own website. (actually, three highlight! Liz saw an otter by the ferry pier in Toft.)
After more fish and chips in Lerwick, we dragged Raymond to the Sandwick Social Club where we listened to students playing Shetland fiddle music. Shetland is fun. (Written by Dallas and Liz).
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