Now that the official period of notice comes to a close. We hope to be in receipt of our lease in the next few weeks!
On Saturday 27th November, my pal Iain found it, among other crofts; on the Land Register of Scotland and texted the link to me. ‘It wasn’t there on Friday’ he said.
Come closer now. Only you can hear the houses sleeping in the streets in the slow deep salt and silent black, bandaged night. Only you can see, in the blinded bedrooms, the coms. and petticoats over the chairs, the jugs and basins, the glasses of teeth, Thou Shalt Not on the wall, and the yellowing …
Sometimes, honouring a commitment can take an unanticipatedly mythic time period to fulfill.