It’s been a long journey. To get to their final resting place, these Woodlice have had to get through the gaps between the floorboards or under the skirting boards in the hope of a better life. They’ve then scaled the walls and been able to make their way across the wooden ceiling until they finally reached what they thought was safety. How tragic it was for them.
The sea spray at the Scaun on the northernmost coast of Westray is like tiny glistening jewels today.