Thursday, 30 October 2014


There was a blockage in the road by the Crofter's place yesterday. As a nosey so and so, I wandered down to see what was up. It was a man who was up, on top of the motorised cargo carrier throwing sheeps food parcels off. I warned him not to hit the PoR since that might collapse into a pile of rusty dust!

Anyway, The Crofter, all smiling and what have you, swept out to survey the scene. Smiled again too - I knew something must be up. What with the newly delivered bags of coal, there was a lot to be moved.

O'er. It's her indoors, Ms Crofter arriving at a brisk walk. That's torn it. Might get told off now and everything. Yes me! Can you imagine?

Phew, Ms Crofter only came out to help the brave Crofter, rolling his,,, his,, whatever they are into the yard. Do you know, I think Ms Crofter fits in round here rather well already. And I didn't get told off either.

Oh, look how strong the young handsome Crofter is. Although he needs to start powdering his balding patch a bit to stop the camera glare!

Tuesday, 28 October 2014


Mr Crofter may be going through his VanGogh phase but he still has two ears I believe. Having said I have not been down to see The Happy Couple [THC} today. Thought I'd give them a moment to themselves -albeit with Mater & Pater Crofter and half an Ark full of aminals!

Friday, 24 October 2014


It's ok everyone, he, The Crofter - him of the committees and all - has calmed down. Grown a beard overnight too by the looks of it. Still smiling too.

I'm hearing all about the imminent arrival of Ms Gemma a lot too.

Wednesday, 22 October 2014


The Crofter enjoys another photo session as he gently contemplates the arrival of Gemma at the weekend - hopefully now fully trained in the black art of tractor restoration since I noticed another, hopefully non-vital piece fell off the PoR the other day.

Obviously the Crofter is very relaxed about the state of affairs!

Tuesday, 21 October 2014


There he is. Managing The Croft and the tooth factory while Mater and Papter are off island and Gemma about to arrive in a few days. The paintbrushes are all read for her - as is Widdle.

Of course The Crofter doesn't really look like this, I took this snap a few years ago. He looks much more handsome and really happy these days. My, he even smiled last night when he came up for an evening chatette.

Wednesday, 15 October 2014


Some of the Tolsta crofters arrive at the fank in the morning sunshine

Tuesday, 14 October 2014


There's a time of year when the Crofter has to be light on his toes. Leaping this way and that, waving his delicate arms about in the most adorable way as he plays to the crowd and does his best sheeps dog impression.

It's time for the fank and the sheeps need to be gathered off the croft and trailered to the fank itself.

Mr Crofter gets his doting flock into position for the Dipping Dance.

Dad Crofter tells the sheeps to look at The Crofter as he begins the dance.

Move one; the arm wave with bended knee.

Move two; approach to mother with outstreched arm - as much as he can be bothered anway.