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I was born in Uig Maternity Hospital on the island, and at various times throughout my life I have lived here on the family croft which MacInnes’s have held since around 1860. Latterly Susan and I lived in Tigh Eachainn with two of our daughters, until the special educational needs of our middle daughter sent us away down to Edinburgh.

I’ll be writing about my family’s history, Skye’s history, crofting matters and anything else that takes my fancy!

the boy with the wooden spoon

Posted by on May 18, 2012 in blog posts | 0 comments

My Aunt told me this story from long ago in Breakish. A little boy, a toddler, went missing, as little ones sometimes do. This caused no great concern at first as in these far-off days the crofter-folk of Breakish were accustomed to going in and out of each other’s houses and there was every chance the tot had wandered into someone else’s kitchen and was at that moment sitting among the fire-ash munching on an oatcake and crowdie (the habit of free access still happens in some communities; a friend told me of buying a whole bunch...

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The Past

Posted by on May 11, 2012 in blog posts | 0 comments

The Past. Skye, variously known as the Winged Isle (An t-Eilean Sgitheanach), or Isle of the Mist (Eilean a' Cheo) is where I was born...

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Agitation!

Posted by on May 11, 2012 in blog posts | 0 comments

Agitation – “The people are mightier than a Lord!” (slogan of the Highland Land League in 1880s) In the years following the ‘Clearances’ such as occurred in Suisnish and Boreraig, life continued to be hard for the crofters of Skye. Some had gone on the emigrant ships to Canada, to America or Australia, which in these days must have been like seeing your friends and relatives leaving for the moon, so little was the prospect of their return. “Mrs M’Kinnon told me, that last year when a ship sailed from...

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