It’s time to head home with a heavy heart. The light on the boat is on in the daytime with blue skies and bright sunshine. It’s coated in salt from sea spray, just like my lips.
Our boots crunch as I walk along the farm track with Fitty Hill behind and the silver sea ahead.
Time. Time to go home and leave Orkney for a little while. Time to earn a living. Time at the bar. Last orders ... Read more