This is an entirely fictional tale and I hope that residents of the Scottish Hebrides will accept it for what it is.

It is graphic in style and content, perhaps a bit ‘gushy’ and might be classified as a modern “Mills and Boon” novella.

It is the tale of girl evacuated to North Uist during the early stages of WW2.

She is restless, dissatisfied with her lot, forced to live a life so different from her cosmopolitan upbringing in Glasgow.

Very soon she is an outcast. Partly because she does not speak Gaelic while most locals have little English.

She is resented because she is ‘posh’, glamorous, has nice hair, owns an expensive wardrobe and wears make-up.

There, that will have to be enough.

Give it a go, you might like it, once you have your feet under the table.

As with most of my recent stories this one has been self-edited using “Read Aloud” in “Word”.

If you spot an error or typo, please use your best judgment and READ ON.

Thank you.