A day in the life of a Shetland-based radio broadcaster with a thing about buses

....with many thanks to Richard and Jolene at Precious Productions!

Rebekah, Flame-Haired Temptress Of My Dreams

She's the queen of the quality press

In her little black Balenciaga dress

She's got three gold-plated iPhones

One for James, one for David one for Rupert alone

Divorced her husband - he was too bald

He said he was scared, because she was too tall

Used a Mulberry bag like a baseball bat

No SAS training could deal with that

Oh Rebekah, flame-haired temptress of my dreams

Oh Rebekah, things are not as bad as they may seem

Don't go

Your people love you so

She and Samantha like their girlie nights in

They watch Sex in the City, they drink Bombay gin

Later they might put on a Coldplay CD

Ask Gwyneth and Chris round for afternoon tea

Rebekah, ignore what those bad papers say

I don't believe that your hair's turning grey

I hope you, James and Rupert will have mercy on me

When NewsCorp take over the BBC..

"News International chief executive Rebekah Brooks received an honorary degree from the University of Arts London (on 20 July 2010) in recognition of her outstanding contribution to journalism and the media..."

- with thanks to journalism.co.uk -

Afloat in the simmer dim...

...Just offshore from the house last Sunday night at about 10.45pm. Picture by Stewart Cunningham/Great Scot Photography.

Strange sculptural objects on a hot day in Eshaness

One of those weird Shetland days when the morning starts cold and glowering, changes to mild and then warm, and by the time we got round to Eshaness, was actually, positively hot. I can truthfully say I have never sweated so much on a walk around the UK's most spectacular peninsula (apart from Hillswick Ness).

Here are some Sea Pinks on the edge of Calder's Geo, and, most oddly, a ceramic sculpture of a viking (broken axe and helmet, probably sheep activity) which has appeared on a little outcrop of rock not far from the Hols of Scraada. Who made it? Who put it there? Who knows?

Andy Murray's mum gets an apologetic reply from a non-interventionist God

Sorry if you've already seen this, but I did promise to put it up on the blog...