We sailed away in the evening sunshine. The town looked beautiful. Wish I could have stayed for longer.











On a sunny summer’s day the grey stone of Lerwick looked inviting. The Viking boat moored in the harbour spoke of a populist nod to history dressed up for the tourists. A garage with an upturned boat as a roof was a novelty.
The place was beautiful but had a touch of religious austerity and puritanism.












