I drove an hour to get to Tarbert in the south of Harris. Now there is a shop about two minutes from where I’m staying and I had a quick look there yesterday. Now I was only in the store for a few minutes when I heard the shop assistant speak, a broad English accent once more. Everywhere I have been there are English running small businesses. I don’t dislike the English, however it feels as if they are taking our wee country by stealth. I’m not paranoid or racist but I want to hear my own tongue when I go through these wee places.

I walked out the store because I want to buy a Harris Tweed Bunnet from a Scot. It’s a Scottish product and I want the whole transaction to be done by Scots, not foreigners.

So my hour’s drive to Tarbert could have been a waste of time, however the young Scottish lassie was very helpful and friendly and helped me select my bunnet. The quality I think is better and the style unique to their on site factory. It was also £10 more than a similar hat in the other store which I was happy to spend.

With new bunnet on my head I went on a drive   to all the beautiful places in the Isle and lastly I checked out a few Neolithic sites before returning to Stornoway.