The overnight ferry from Aberdeen is the last stage of the
journey north. Despite the fact that I
am travelling from one part of the UK to another, there is a distinctly
different feel – a sense of finality - to boarding a ferry and heading to a
group of Islands some 100 miles north of the UK mainland. Mainland has a specific meaning here in
Shetland – it refers to the main Island of Shetland and has nothing to do with
GB or even Scotland.
A Fellow Traveller
Bagage for six months
There is a palpable sense of identity in Shetland. For a start there is the very strong Viking
(and earlier) heritage but even today there are strong cultural links with
Norway and the Nordic countries. Last
year the Scalloway museum was opened by the Prime Minister – the Norwegian
Prime Minister. No part of Shetland is
further than 3 miles from the sea and the sea affects everyone’s life. Islands and islanders develop distinctive
attitudes defined by the sea as their boundary.
Within which there is a curious mix of the same as the rest of the UK
and yet there are pronounced differences.
Whenever we view something as being the same or different
its important to understand “as compared to what”. Often we don’t make this specific and thus
the implied comparison often leaves ambiguity as to what we are comparing with
what. Its back to perspectives and
whether we chose to see similarities or differences as compared to what . .
. It is sometimes helpful to make our
comparisons more useful by introducing a specific frame of reference. So it is as meaningless to describe yourself
as financially rich as it is poor. Describing
yourself as financially poor as compared to say Richard Branson is as valid as
describing yourself as financially rich as compared to an unemployed homeless
person. Both are true but both engender
different feelings and attitudes. If you
aspiration is to make money then the former might spur you on but if you want
to count your blessings then the later might make you grateful for what you
have. Sometimes people say to me what
bad luck it was to need hip replacements but I usually retort how fortunate I
am to live in a time when, and a place where, something can be done about
it. I vividly remember struggling to do
a group exercise at Headley Court and was on the point of giving up in
frustration until I noticed the soldier 2 ranks in front of me completing the
exercise on artificial legs. I gave
myself a severe talking to!
Lerwick Waterfront
I have never arrived in Port Stanley by sea but the sea
front and feel of Lerwick is akin to Port Stanley. (A description of minimal use to most
people!) There is the frontier feeling
of an isolated community; there is the dominance of the waterfront and port,
with ships and docks being the life blood of the islands, not just in immediate
employment and wealth but also in the gateway for all that enters or
leaves. Lerwick combines an old town
under the guns of Fort Charlotte with a modern and sprawling dock where fish
are landed and processed, oils support vessels recoup and reequip and ferries
come and go. Soon it will be my home but
for now it’s Scalloway where I have taken up residence on board Swan. so here she is:
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