Just ... I don’t know. Probably everybody’s saying the same. It’s a way of life, sort of thing. You’ve been given this croft by somebody that’s looked after it for maybe forty or fifty years and then it’s sort of up to you to try and keep it going for the next generation. It’s ... I know some days it’s pouring with rain and blowing a gale and you’d rather stay in your bed than go out and start feeding cattle in the middle of December but you’ve just got to. I suppose everybody gets the days where they say to themselves: “Right, that’s enough! Everything’s going!” and then two days later everything’s back to normal and you’re quite happy. And you see a lot more folk. Well, I see it, if I didn’t have the croft I wouldn’t see maybe half the folk in a day that you will. And maybe some days you’ll see nobody but then the next day there’ll be three or four people stopping, maybe looking to borrow something or maybe looking for a hand with something or just stopping to see what’s doing.

  • Iain MacLeod (Butcher Boy)
Thursday 18th September 2008