Walls and Shetland again!

Helen and I flew up to Sumburgh yesterday at the ungodly hour of 6.30am. That meant leaving Helen's dad's at 5.15am! First flight with the new Flybe (ripoff merchants) operator, a little gusty coming in but ok.

Went to pick up mum with dad and took these pictures of her room for Beth and Nick.


Mum and dad locked horns over getting her shoes on, I stood by and took pictures like a good son, not getting involved.

Great to be back in Muckle Bousta. We had an early dinner before Gudrun, Helen and I went to Burra Isle for the Thomas Fraser memorial concert. Thomas' granddaughter was the standout, an amazing voice. She sang in her parents' band first and then in her own all-female vocalist group (some lovely folk and blues songs, like the Be Good Tanyas perhaps). Also singing was Freda from Shoormal, she did the Migrant song (which Molly knows well) and also some great cover versions of classic blues numbers. No pictures I'm afraid. But I did get a Thomas Fraser t-shirt and his new CD.