Sunrise is getting later and later as the days go by. At first light an orange glow began to fill the bedroom. Drawing back the curtains revealed the approach of a beautiful sunrise. To witness it at its best meant a short walk to the memorial in Pier Road. There was no need to wrap […]Read more "A New Day Dawns"
“At the going down of the sun and in the morning We will remember them.” R.L. Binyon On the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month exactly 100 years ago World War One ceased and on Tiree many gathered to remember the sacrifice, loss and suffering. In the morning the church came […]Read more "Tiree Remembers"
November on Tiree began with a windy weekend. On Friday evening the wind began to ramp up. At midnight the gusts reached 59mph. The gusts began to steadily drop. By the morning they were in the 40s And so it continued for most of the day. Earlier in the week the Livestock Sale on Tiree […]Read more "A Windy Weekend"
It has been a day on which Storm Ali has battered much of the UK. A gust of 102.2mph was recorded on the Tay Road Bridge. Road, rail and ferries have been disrupted. Tragically there has been loss of life. All train services have been suspended out of Edinburgh Waverley, Glasgow Queen Street and Glasgow […]Read more "Storm Ali Spares Tiree"
In his poem ‘To A Mouse’The Ayrshire poet Robert Burns observed that The best-laid schemes o’ mice an’ men gang aft agley. How true that almost was for the revealing of the Tiree Flag. The historic ceremony was organised for 2:00pm at An Talla, Crossapol. Everything had been carefully organised with nothing left to chance. […]Read more "Reveal. Hoist. Celebrate."
Feature Image – Sunrise over the Passage of Tiree What a weekend to be off island. What a weekend to be away from Tiree. Well what is so significant about this weekend? First of all on Saturday there is the revealing of the Tiree Flag. Earlier in the year there was a competition to design […]Read more "Apology For Absence"
The last we had seen of the Tiree skiff she was under wraps. She was sitting on her launch trolley at Scarinish Old Harbour. There ‘Gille-Brìghde’ lay under her protective cover as snug as a bug in a rug. Then just before lunch I was out walking. In front of the memorial in Pier Road […]Read more "Uncovered"