My uselessness at all practical matters to do with DIY is legendary. So, when the lampholder on my 30-odd-year-old standard lamp began to disintegrate, crackling alarmingly in the process, I was very nervous about replacing it, for fear of plunging Shetland into its darkest winter since the Vikings invaded. However, I was surprised when my workmanship actually produced the desired result on this occasion, and the lamp is now glowing a happy warm orange, in the corner of the room, as I write this. For me this is a result, an achievement!
In the meantime, the skill of the Shetland Islands Council's labour force, manifesting itself in a lot of banging and scraping, seems to have prevailed against the leak in my roof. I'll know for certain when the next wet westerly gale arrives - and I shouldn't have long to wait for that!
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