Ming the Merciless

I’ve was wondering why all the humans’ belongings were boxed. And then it happened, the ceremonial shoving of me and winnoo into cat boxes. Was it a trip to the V.E.T ?... no it was another move. But this time it was only 15 minutes in the car... the last move being 25 hours, the crossing of two national boundaries, all of which turned into a major competition in leg crossing.

So here’s our new view. Actually it’s a great improvement from Uig but best of all we get to spy on the village people!
The views of the Treshnish and Mull are spec-catular, that is when Mull is visible – an obvious place for a windfarm, a nuclear power station, a plasma fusion reactor and a CO2 sequestration facility... no one would ever see them through the rain.
So, a couple of catcam picies to show you, one of the last yacht of the season? with Lunga and the cliffs of Mull in the background


and another of the fire station last Saturday,



a rare sight as the firemen worked. Sorry, that should read... as the firemen worked furiously to clean all the island’s cars on a sponsored car wash. Coll has never been so shiny. And yes, that is actually JA carrying a bucket. Wot a photo journalist I am, capturing the rarest of events.
Anyhow, I have to go as there are new smells to investigate and the Hotel’s cats Tutti and Fruiti to frighten. Are they male or female? Are they friendly or foe? Are they really living next door and can I creep into the bar to savour a pint and join the growing band in the campaign for real ale on Coll?