When seventy ladies attended an event at Seil Island Hall, how many loo rolls were used in the ladies toilet that night??
There should be a picture of loo rolls here, but we’ve received an irate comment from a photographer called Paul Pablo (or possibly Pablo Paul) claiming that we’ve used his photograph illegally and demanding that we remove it or make arrangements to pay copyright.
While not being entirely certain of the authenticity of this comment (do eminent photographers of loo rolls read Easdale People??), we’ve nevertheless taken down the photo because the very shallow coffers of EP wouldn’t run to being sued for breach of copyright!
For the first time within living memory Stone Skimming Sunday dawned bright, clear, sunny and warm and – astonishingly – remained like that for the whole day. So the Fairbairn family were pleased to be able to set up their RNLI stall under sun-shade parasols rather than under rain- and wind-swept umbrellas!
Tombola, RNLI merchandise, soft drinks and crisps were on offer, all with the aim of raising funds for the RNLI.
With Willie acting as a most effective “barker”, visitors stopped by, looked, bought, and enjoyed their winnings from the tombola. (Thanks to so many generous donors, there were very good prizes to be had!)
And the amount raised on the day by the Fairbairn family’s stall was sufficient to attract funding from the TSB to bring it up to a truly staggering total of:
to help fund the work of the Oban Lifeboat.
The Island Residents’ Association also played a small part, with a stall inviting passersby to “Save the Sailors from the Cruel Sea : and help the RNLI save real lives at sea”.
Adults and children alike enjoyed making helicopter noises – chug-a-chug-a-chug-a-chug-a – or THWACKA!-THWACKA!-THWACKA!-THWACKA! – as they lifted the mariners from the water with a hand-held SeaKing! The modest amount of £32.90 was taken. But every little helps.
Remember that the RNLI is a charity, funded solely by donations, and that its crews are all volunteers. Those guys put their lives at risk every time they go on a “shout”.
Meanwhile, we ask how much money went into Eilean Eisdeal’s coffers from this year’s Stone Skimming Day? This has yet to be revealed.
Apparently £9,500 was realised from the Stone Skimming event last year. That’s A LOT OF MONEY!!
Where has it gone? How have islanders benefitted from it?? Rhetorical question probably, because … we … just … don’t … know!!
We also ask ourselves what happened to the money received from the Climate Challenge Fund:
- Eilean Eisdeal Energy Education Programme. The Easdale Island energy education programme aims to raise awareness of energy usage, change behaviour and reduce household energy consumption and the carbon footprint of the island. The installation of a whole-island electricity usage meter with detailed information displayed via a large screen monitor in the ferry waiting room will raise awareness and assist in evaluating the progress of the project. £12,060
Now, that’s certainly A LOT OF MONEY! Raise your hand if you’ve been engaged in an “energy education programme”, or if you’ve seen that “whole-island electricity usage meter” in the ferryshed.
H’mm. If that money wasn’t used, was it forfeited?
In the same way that a load of the GreenStreets grant money was forfeited when it became abundantly clear that island residents did not want a wind turbine!! And abundantly clear, in fact, that islanders hadn’t been consulted before that GreenStreets money was applied for.
From Eilean Eisdeal’s Newsletter no. 49 dated November 2012 we also learn:
- SOLAR PV FEED-IN TARIFF
- We received our first payment from British Gas who are our feed-in tariff provider for the solar PV panels on the Hall roof. This came to just over £700 for 7 months, 20% of which will go to the island children for whatever project they decide.
OK, that’s almost a year ago. And presumably there’s another year’s-worth of feed-in tariff received by now. So how have the island children been involved and invited to decide how that money (we calculate £140 for the first year and now presumably doubled) should be spent?
Again … we don’t know. Parents don’t know .. children don’t know. So … where IS that money… ???
Lots of questions … no answers!
The winter ferry timetable commences on
SUNDAY 20th OCTOBER 2013
ASP Ship Management (the company who have taken over the ferry operation on behalf of Argyll & Bute Council) have issued a notice to passengers, and a link is given below so that all are aware of the rule now in force:
Following a spate of incidents unpleasantly targetting one of our ferrymen, Argyll & Bute Council have re-issued their notice indicating what sort of actions and behaviour cannot be tolerated towards their employees. It is very sad that this has been necessary, because our ferrymen are our friends and neighbours, and we rely on them totally for the excellent service they so willingly give. Click on the link below to read the notice:
Trawling the net for images to illustrate what Ellenabeich used to be like, we came across a website that matches location shots from old films with what those places look like now. In 1959 Ellenabeich, Seil and Oban were used as locations for a film called “The Bridal Path” starring Bill Travers, George Cole and Gordon Jackson, among other names familiar to those of a Certain Age.
The plot looks pretty dire, and features every stock Scottish comedy character in the book. A young man from a remote Hebridean island (er … Ellenabeich) is forbidden to marry his childhood sweetheart because the local Elders believe her to be his cousin and are concerned about “in-breeding”. Accordingly, he sets off to The Mainland in search of a suitable bride. Long story short … the Elders finally establish that the childhood sweetheart is not, in fact, his cousin and he returns home to claim her hand amid general rejoicing.
Here’s one of the shots from the film:
Spot the location! The “now” shot shown alongside it is quite startling. You can see the rest of the images on the Reelstreets website HERE.
The whole film is on YouTube, split into seven sections, and the second section featuring the image above (and shots of Oban with some wonderfully tank-like cars on the pier) is HERE.
Scenes for “Ring of Bright Water” were also shot in Ellenabeich in 1969 – again starring Bill Travers. This is him coming down the hill to the village, with Easdale in the background, and it looks as though The Bull has completely closed the harbour:
Getting closer to the village, there’s the square in its original condition, and a surprisingly intact pier surmounted by the crane:
And M.A. Cameron’s General Store was to become the Oyster Bar:
Search for “Ring of Bright Water” on the Reelstreets website for more images from the film.
Wonderful thing, the internet.
Waiting for the 418 during the winter months is a tooth-chattering, limb-numbing experience, as the rain lashes down driven by icy winds blasting from the North. The only shelter available is the door-less telephone kiosk which will just accommodate two – and that only if they’re already very well acquainted. For many years, regular 418 passengers have longed for a ‘bus shelter but, for complex reasons involving acceptable design and acceptable siting, it seems that this is not to be, even though Argyll & Bute Council could find the funds.
Now, our former ferryman George has taken the initiative himself and erected a shelter at the ‘bus stop. Here it is in situ:
Granted, this scaled-down version will only accommodate persons of approximately 10cms tall, but the gang of teenage sparrows will probably love it to hang out in as an alternative to the streetlamp covers. Here it is in close-up:
Hey! Some small people have already rushed in to put up posters!
Looks very appealing, doesn’t it? And shivering passengers wish that they could have an even more appealing full-sized one. The arguments over design and siting relate mainly to the fact that Ellenabeich village is a Conservation Area and, of course, Conservation Areas must be respected and protected from inappropriate development; but the square itself has changed so much over the last couple of decades.
Do you remember when:
- Harbour Cottage was a shop (run by Mike & Catherine Shaw), selling waxed jackets, wellies, tweedy items and a wide variety of interesting gifts to appeal to passersby – or those of us looking for a last-minute birthday gift?
- The Sea.fari booking office was our sub-Post Office, with Morag behind the counter? How convenient! And the Post Office did stock a good range of more than basic groceries. Not only that, but you could pick up your daily newspaper from there!
- The crane was still on the pier (albeit crumbling)?
- There were no paving slabs, no planters, no “heritage” streetlamps?
Surely a humble ‘bus shelter, with its unobtrusive perspex design, could fit in comfortably right at the ‘bus stop. After a short while no-one would notice it, and very soon no-one would remember when it hadn’t been there.
The recent bout of earthquakes in New Zealand hasn’t been made much of in our national press, with a Scotsman article claiming that there had been just two strong ‘quakes. Easdale People’s Foreign Correspondent, Jennifer, tells the true story:
27th July, 2013
The big news here is EARTHQUAKES. You may have read about them in the papers. Our first big earthquake hit at 9 a.m. last Friday (a 5.5 on the Richter scale). I was drinking tea in a local café at the time when we heard a noise like an express train approaching at full speed and suddenly the whole place was shuddering violently. There were a few tourists around who didn’t know what was happening – the locals soon told them. It went on for 20 seconds. Nothing was broken but the windows looked as if they might shatter at any moment. Since then we have had thousands (I’m not exaggerating – merely quoting the Met Office) of after-shocks. A second major earthquake arrived the evening before last. This one was recorded as a 6.5. I was sitting reading at the time and again, very suddenly, the house started shaking like crazy. Many of the Picton residents either raced out of doors or else skulked under tables (the recommended action taught in all NZ schools). I stayed put but did clutch my treasured Chinese horse in my lap. Ornaments tend to get thrown about when earthquakes strike and I should be sorry to lose this one. I’ve since heard that some of my friends have lost various items of glass or china. Wellington streets were strewn with broken window glass and everybody was advised to keep out the centre of the city. Both my boys rang to check that I was all right and one bridge friend actually rang to ask if I’d like to go and spend the night at her house, as she thought I’d be too scared to sleep in my own house, surrounded by tall trees as it is. She said she’d come and fetch me in her car. It was a kind thought but in fact I wasn’t feeling at all frightened; the whole experience was extremely interesting and quite exciting from my point of view. I should doubtless have been less blasé, had I suffered any damage. The shaking reminded me quite forcibly of a few stormy nights during my Antarctic cruise when everything was thrown about the cabin. The seismologists haven’t yet decided whether there’s a previously unknown fault come to life in the Marlborough Sounds but they do say that we must expect lots more disturbances over the next few weeks. I was woken by a large jolt at 3 a.m. this morning and everyone thinks that another large quake is imminent. Wellington of course, like San Francisco, is fearful of “the Big One”. Wellington does lie on a major fault (confluence of the Australian and Pacific plates). The recent tremors have all been centred south of Blenheim, (half an hour away) but there is a danger that they may set off something really nasty in the capital city. So far, no-one has been killed and there have only been a few injuries. One rather sad postscript is that a number of the Christchurch residents have migrated to Picton to escape their devastated city and now they’re back in the centre of things again. Our recent quake was actually stronger than the one that wrought havoc in Christchurch but didn’t do nearly as much damage.
16th August, 2013
The earthquakes continue. For weeks we’ve been enduring endless shaking and today has been particularly bad. We’ve had two quakes over 6 on the Richter Scale this afternoon. The first was a 6.6 and the second a 6.2. and we’ve had lots of shakes in between over 5. All these are classified as “severe” and appear on the seismic website in brilliant red. “Strong” earthquakes are amber, “moderate” quakes are green and “light” quakes are blue. The house is still shaking as I write this. Andrew has just ‘phoned from Auckland (which isn’t affected) because the news programmes are completely taken up by the earthquakes at the moment. He could hear the rumblings down the telephone line. No-one has been killed so far but Wellington has suffered a fair amount of structural damage. Power lines are down, buses and trains have been suspended and roads have been closed. The radio is advising everyone to “keep calm”. At this point the ‘phone rang again – a friend checking that I wasn’t too frightened. Like the friend who rang during the last major quake, she offered to come and fetch me and put me up for the night. People here are very kind. I’ve spent most of the afternoon in the garden, weeding. Surprisingly enough the tremors are much less noticeable when you’re out of doors. The ‘phone has just rung again – yet another friend worried that I might be scared here on my own.
Apart from all this seismic activity, all is well here.
28th August 2013
The earthquakes seem to have died down over the past week but the residents of Seddon (the epicentre of the last bunch of tremors and about 45 minutes away by car) are still struggling with the aftermath. A friend of mine has been taking food parcels to her brother, whose house has been wrecked and who still has no electricity. I had a long and frustrating talk yesterday with my house insurers. The policy comes up for renewal in October when I shall be away, so I was trying to get things sorted before I left. NZ has just introduced a whole set of new rules for house insurance. Everyone has to measure every room in the house, every balcony, every deck, every paved area, every drive etc. etc.. The premium is going to be based on the cost of rebuilding should the house be demolished by earthquake activity. All our premiums are going to go up exponentially and the recent quake activity in this area is not going to help. The girl to whom I spoke on the ‘phone was not particularly helpful. She said she could give me no idea as to how much I was going to have to pay as it wouldn’t be calculated until payment was due, but the firm will be quite happy to take the required amount out of my bank account when the time comes. So much for any hope of shopping around for the best bargain!
A beautiful book by Easdale author Mary Withall, charting the history of the slate islands of Easdale, Belnahua, Luing and Seil, and the part they played in roofing buildings from Glasgow to Norway, the USA to Australia, New Zealand and the West Indies.
Mary relates how the men won the slate, and the personal trials they went through to do so; how they lived, what their dwellings were like and what they and their families had available to eat; the diseases they suffered (arthritis and rheumatism from working “up to the ankles in water and often in the rain and chilling winds”); how they passed their little leisure time : and much more besides.
Read Mary’s book and realise just how lucky we are to be living where we are, when we are.
The Islands that Roofed the World is available from Mary, from the Heritage Centre in Ellenabeich, from Waterstone’s in Oban, and from Amazon.
It’s a must-read for all Easdale residents, so that we can locate ourselves in the history of the place: and also for visitors, so that they may better understand the place they’re visiting.
The following letter was published in last week’s New Scientist in response to the question “How do pebbles skim on water?”. Clearly the advice contained in this letter needs to be studied and acted on by anyone intending to take part in the forthcoming Stone Skimming Championships on Easdale Island. We therefore reproduce the letter in full below.
“• In a paper published in the journal Nature in 2004, the French physicist Lydéric Bocquet and his collaborators revealed some of the secrets of successful stone skimming. They found that the optimum angle of attack is 20 degrees. So, even when the stone is thrown horizontally, the leading edge should be 20 degrees higher than the trailing edge. This maximises the number of jumps by limiting the contact time between the stone and the water, which is proportional to the energy dissipated.
The thrower also imparts a spin to the pebble, providing a gyroscopic effect that stabilises its flight and preserves the original angle of attack when it bounces. In the absence of spin, the water would impart a torque on the stone and, because the trailing edge is the first to make contact with the water, this would tend to make it tumble.
The actual physics of stone skimming is not yet perfectly understood. However, the bounce could be understood as a result of the conservation of momentum and Newton’s third law: when the stone exerts a force on the water, the water exerts an equal and opposite force on the stone. This lifting force is proportional to the density of water, the surface area that is wetted and the square of the forward speed of the stone.
[Hello?? Are you still awake at the back there? Ed.]
Also, the bow wave created ahead of the stone when it strikes the liquid might act like a waterski jump, helping to launch the next hop. This minimises the contact time between the stone and the water, which in turn maximises the number of jumps.
Although ensuring the optimal angle of attack as the stone strikes the water, and imparting just enough spin to maintain stable flight are important, there are other factors. Selecting the correct size and shape of stone and having a fast throwing arm are examples.
Given that the urge to skim stones has been with us for thousands of years and the rules – getting the greatest distance or number of bounces – have remained unchanged since the ancient Greeks, perhaps this should become an Olympic sport.