The ruins remain
On Westray the ruins of old buildings litter the farming landscape. Memories of the lives lived in joy and hardship linger around their doorways and echoes of children’s voices whisper around their long-extinguished hearths.
On Westray the ruins of old buildings litter the farming landscape. Memories of the lives lived in joy and hardship linger around their doorways and echoes of children’s voices whisper around their long-extinguished hearths.