Monday – Arrival of The Barts day 🙂 🙂 Monday is the after lunch ferry although due to being disorganised I don’t think we actually managed to have eaten lunch in the end before the ferry. Always very exciting to see friends coming off the boat. Hugs all round and introductions to Bonnie before loading the Pajero up. The kids set off ahead of us, Ady and James went in the car and Kirsty and I walked. I failed in the usual talk and tour for chatting instead but we did plenty of walking during the week to make up for it and I showed Kirsty around properly over the course of their stay.
Ady and I wanted to attend a meeting with some reps from a company doing research into marine tourism on the small isles. Only 8 people turned out which is still nearly a third of the adult population and for lunchtime on a Monday when people have work it was a pretty good attendance but we were keen to ensure we were there, despite it being a bit inconvenient with guests arriving. That done we headed up to the croft.
We chose a spot for the tent and after some refreshments and a bit of unpacking the tent went up. I had a Blasda meeting to attend so I headed down to the village first and the others followed me down afterwards. Fliss was back after five nights off island so it was good to catch up with her and get some pressies of chocolates, a candle and some pants for Tarly that she’d bought us on the mainland (pants requested rather than a random gift!). It was a good evening at the shop with a lot of the islanders out for a drink or two so we stayed a while. Infact Kirsty and I stayed a bit longer than the others so Ady had got dinner started already when we got home.
It was a blowy night with an early start the next day for a Fungi Ranger event and Kirsty didn’t sleep well in the tent. A pole broke the following day which signalled the end of their tenting experience on the croft – fortunately we do have a pull out bed in the lounge so that became bed for Kirsty and James for the rest of the week.
The Fungi event was good, although Mike is self confessedly no expert (at all!) on mushrooms but he did bring along several id guides and we had a couple of our books too so with the help of books we found a good variety of fungus. James’ leg was playing up so he left us to return to the croft a bit earlier, which was good (although not of course for James and his leg) as it meant Bonnie was not home alone for quite so long.

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After lunch Kirsty & I went off foraging and collected many punnets of blackberries, rosehips, rowanberries and apples for jam making. I forget that the couple of miles from croft to village with it’s hills and hard going path is actually quite strenuous if you’re not used to it so when I went down for a third time to buy milk from the shop it was without any other grown ups! I did take Bonnie, Scarlett and Alex though so I was not alone :). A late night listening to music 🙂
Wednesday Another ferry day – we were hoping for plenty of parcels ready for Davies’ birthday but nothing came for us except crisps we’d ordered through Claire (we buy them by the bucketload, mostly because they are very cheap but also because they come in very useful plastic buckets that we then store flour, pasta, rice etc. in) so we dropped them off for her and then returned to do some fishing off the pier. I had a very failed attempt using too heavy a weight and lost both the weight and the hooks so gave up and did some blackberry picking instead!
Marcus caught his first fish which was fab 🙂 Sadly it was too small to be a keeper and meant fish was off the menu as despite staying for a good few hours nothing of any suitable size was reeled in. Davies, Scarlett and Alex were ready for some lunch so I went back to the croft with them and Bonnie for some food. The others ended up not far behind us as they drove home.
We decided to all go to the shop in the evening and Vikki appeared just as we were leaving so we persuaded her to join us for a beer too. The deliveries we’d been hoping for had almost all arrived in the post so we got a big sack of parcels and bought dinner from the shop instead of our planned fish dinner.
Thursday – a rubbish weather day ALL DAY 🙁 The Shearwater was cancelled and the static felt quite small with all of us trapped indoors all day. We lost our water butt when the wind blew it over and it split and we discovered on Friday that we’d also lost one of our little chicks 🙁 Kirsty & I walked down to the village in the afternoon as I had a meeting with Neil about venison processing so we at least got out for a walk but it was a soggy walk.
Friday – Davies’ birthday! :):)
A crazily early start at 6am with two excited children in our bed and then nowhere to send them as every other room had sleeping Barts in it still. Davies was delighted with his presents – from us: a DS game, knife sharpening oil for his sharpening stone, wind up torch (an essential here! we’ve come home by torchlight at least once a week already as the nights draw in and it will get earlier and earlier from now), new buff, boxed set of How to train your dragon books and a bloodstone pendant. He has another book still to arrive. Scarlett has decided to collect stamps having been sent a few interesting ones from places so we got her a scrapbook and 100 world stamps and a wind up torch too for her sibling pressie.
Davies had asked for cinnamon rolls for birthday breakfast so I sorted the finishing touches to those out and Davies got a lego pressie from The Barts. Mike came up bearing card and gift of some really nice drawing pens of the sort he uses himself. The kids managed some outdoor time as the weather was mostly brighter and we took the first half of the Barts luggage down and left it in the boatshed ready for the ferry on Saturday when Ady and I met the boat. More stuff arrived for Davies including parcels from Julie and cards from family. I got a new sieve :).
At 5pm we went down to the shop where Davies had invited everyone to share his birthday cake with him. I asssembled it – quadruple layer with blackberry jam, buttercream and 12 candles. Unfortunately although it looked gorgeous it slid and ended up looking less lovely but still tasting gorgeous by the time we ate it! Davies was incredibly touched at the community effort – Steve had decorated all around the shop with tinsel and crackers and gave Davies a set of top trumps, Fliss & Sandy gave a fab bow and arrow that used to be Sorcha’s, Jinty put together a HUGE bag of stuff from her shop including a crab trap, *loads* of sweets, party poppers and a fishing lure, Rachel gave him a kite, Kate & Ian gave him corn on the cob with the promise of some sketching pads, pastels and pencils still to arrive (curse island delivery lead times!) and Vikki gave him a book. He had a full quota of people singing Happy Birthday and cheering when he blew out his candles, a card signed by the whole island and got to share his cake with everyone – just what he had told me was his perfect birthday vision 🙂 AND to have friends here to share it with him too!

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Back to the static for pizza 🙂 I’d kept back a couple of tiny cakes and some buttercream so he got to blow out more candles and have a mouthful of cake for pudding too :). It was an earlier night due to earlier start yesterday and planned for today too.
Saturday Up and at ’em to say goodbye to the Barts. Everyone was up, dressed, breakfasted and on their way to the car for 815am. We got to the ferry and said our goodbyes -waving them off. Odd to think they are all the way home again now – Sheffield feels a whole other world away these days.
A whizz back to the croft and some last minute jam making – I wanted to have four flavours on offer for Blasda – bramble and ginger, bramble and lavender, bramble and chilli, bramble and rosemary – I need to add something different to my jams so I am not competing with other jam mistresses on island ;).
I walked down to the village to add my contributions to the market and bring & barter stall – walking with 4 dozen eggs and 8 jars of jam is not easy in wellies over rocky paths. Combination of breakable AND heavy does not combine well! I set it up and then with time to kill decided to go to Vikki’s early as her friend Mari had arrived on the early boat. She was visiting here when we very first came to look at Rum back in November so was keen to meet up with us again and see how we are faring. Rachel, Ian and Ady & the kids arrived a bit afterwards and Vikki showed us all round her garden for the Open Garden bit of Blasda. I love looking round other people’s growing so this was ace. We then all went to Jinty’s and then Ali’s before the final few – Vikki and Mari came up to the croft. Ian comes here all the time, Rachel has no wellies (and we are definitely a welly only zone now) and Ali didn’t make it because Eve was insisting on being carried and it’s too hard going walking up here with a four year old on your back! We looked around at the animals, I showed the the potential house site and we walked the side nature trail before coming in for a cup of tea.
That put me behind schedule so it was a rush to make pastry and chop apple to make a tart and made some crumble topping to take down, pack ingredients for custard and all head down to the hall. I picked a tub of blackberries on the way and turned them into a crumble down there – I called it ‘brumble’ (as in bramble crumble) and the pie SNHapple tart (as in apples foraged from SNH reserve office garden).
The food was delicious – we had a great turn out of about 20 people, all brought own drinks and sat down to choice of 3 soups served with home made breads, mains selection of mackerel, venison stuffed marrow, veggie curry, veggie quiche and salad all made with locally grown, caught, foraged or reared produce. Also on offer was home made mayonnaise, picked nastursian seed pods, gherkins, pickled beetroot. Aswell as my puddings there was a triple layer sponge cake and I made custard from our chickens eggs. It was truly a feast!

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It was one of the frequent ‘magic in the air’ events on Rum when the community all get together, are greater than the sum of our parts and show just what we could be like when we get it right. The sort of thing that reminds us (not that we really need it) why we are here. It’s probably best likened to Christmas camp dinner or that time we all brought a cake to J&Js birthday cake to spell out the message HAPPY BIRTHDAY – you just feel part of something really very special :).
Not a late night with the last of us heading for home at 930pm but as we’re a good half an hour from home and it was pitch dark with lots to carry up the hill it was late enough. I’ve caught up online a bit and will look forward to not having to get up for anything at all tomorrow 🙂