Monday, Balvenie and last week

Time is going faster than expected...doesn't it always..we are mastering professional procrastination and exploring the boundaries of brewery side effects. Alongside all that high activity, meeting interesting people from all around the world....such as:

A young woman travelling around with a yellow hat and taking pictures with You wearing The Yellow hat. ..yep.. facebook - Yeloow Hat

an artist who has dedicated his life to passing on the beauty of sacred isle of Iona .. John Yeo. http://users.breathe.com/jyeo/

And yesterday we met an amazing guy with a slight obsession ..of..labyrinths!!! Thousand thanks to him for sharing his book and story.. Thank you, Lars Howlett :)

And ... Hershe introduced me to divine Balvenie!!!! Happy days :)

The last week on Iona has been stirring up some mixed emotions. We've been having some serious talks..ehm..I mean.. as serious talks as two slightly drunken women can ever have. But it all comes down to fact that Hershe has find her second chance, second love ...and I am the second real love...Yes, I can see it in her eyes, I can feel it in her tender and loving touch.
Well..fair enough being second, we are grown up people and can't and to be perfectly honest - wouldn't even want to presuppose to be The First and Only..but knowing the magnitude of her love has proven yet another perverse side of me - more than loving someone I need to be loved! There is nothing more important for me than being loved, wanted and desired. It nourishes me. I don't need to love , I need to feed on someone else's love towards me. And that makes me strong and content.
And I am so content that it is sickening!
There is no pain or sadness or mark of depression left and ..and..I miss all that. There is no drama left...everything is just tooo OK. Too nice and too damn obvious. And I can't take it.. I mean, sure I can but I don't want to. I can't focus without my misery. I need back my pathetic sorrow..
I've been asked to contribute some works on the island's art exhibition..but I just can't create a thing in such a happy mental state I am at the moment...without my misery it's like.. like..masturbating while watching documentary about the genetic mutations of perennial peas.. .it's just not gonna happen!

power cut and storm on Iona

Mirjam Kunnberg and Melissa Trott are fundraising for Alzheimer's Society

You can now be our keen supporter!!

Isn't it funny how such seemingly random encounters have such an impact on us and how inspiring they can be.
An ordinary day behind the bar. An ordinary guy behind the bar. An ordinary elderly couple sitting under the window. An ordinary chat between me and the guy. About his cycling holiday. The old guy overheard us and stepped into the conversation. He had Alzheimer's. His partner just reminded him to walk out of the toilet half an hour earlier. He told the story of his glory times cycling round the world....Moments after he comes over and buys the young fella a pint. "For good old times" He says. And probably forgot about it minutes later..
I was close to crying.

Our trip is getting some form now..things are starting to come together and an idea is forming out...Currently in contact with Alzheimer's Society for advice what would be the best way for fundraising for their charity. Our cycling tour will be a fundraising tour.
Hershe's got a long history of Alzheimer's running in her family and Alzheimer's is her biggest fear. Our journey is dedicated to her grandfather Lawrence Percy Heartwig.
Mind and body should always exit together!!!!
In process of launching our website www.heels2wheels.com and most probably will start with a fresh sheet as well - a new blog...
Any tips and useful links for fundraising , finding a sponsor, about cycling or anything at all - always more than welcome!!!!!

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Staffa. Second try.

Seals sunbathing

Hopefully I can get you some pictures from inside the cave as well..on my third return












Pal and Paul touring our trip. Pal is one of the children who's involved in the business and living on the island. The sisters are working in the shops, run B&B's and a pub, cafe, restaurant. Three sisters and a brother..all working and living side by side under their parents eyes.

Saturdays are my days off.. There's a wedding on the island..so..of course I HAD to go back down to the pub after work. Had two drambuies with crabbies yesterday. And today is my day OFF. if you now what i mean ;) I really can't drink decent amounts anymore. It's almost embarrassing.
So..this morning..two options - to clean the house or hop on a boat to Staffa.
My first attempt to go to Staffa remained a nice view on the horizon because of the stormy sea ..we could not land.
This time - we landed!
and ..I forgot to charge my camera and to take my watch/mobile with me. But I still managed to get some pictures and get back on the boat just on time. If you do have a chance, go and see Staffa. It's quite an extraordinary island..with it's mystical caves, Puffins and of course the island itself, formed of those stone columns.
Working on Iona has some nice advantages..such as free boat trips..because most of the island businesses are owned by one family, whom I work for, including the boat tours. Happy days!

Hershe's heart on her cheek

hangover walk on a sunny Saturday

The post office alley

Why the hell is commitment so terrifying???!!!
After all these pink fluffy cloud dreams and talks, I've been scared shitless ..and why..oh , you'll laugh. Damn you Facebook!!!
Hershe has changed her status from "single" to "in a relationship", added pictures of me an so on.
Damn you, Facebook!
You are nothing, my dear Facebook and wasn't being recognised as a real couple, been my wish for all these five months we've spent together anyway?
Then why the hell has this bloody pair of words on some insignificant social site being so bothering???
It even put me off sex.
Damn you, Facebook - no one is allowed to put me off sex!!!!
Revenge will be sweet!!!