Greetings friends! This is Ronnie, reporting from the island!

I must say that I am quite enjoying life on the island. It is very relaxed and laid back, as one would expect island life to be. The Scotts, who own the island and the hotel are lovely people, and I am also working and living with some very interesting folk of a variety of nationalities. Since my last post, all the people I was living with have left, so I must introduce you to my new housemates. But first, an update. The shady little house I am living in is still very shady. It is called ‘the Birdcage’ by islanders and ‘the Shoebox’ by its inhabitants. There are currently six people living in the Shoebox, and it is disturbingly like Big Brother. The Chef is still there, but I told you about him before. Rachael, the other South African, had a fight with the chef and left shortly after I arrived. Konrad, the Polish man, finished working on the island and also left. Konrad has subsequently been replaced by two Polish men, Patryk and Kris, who are both friendly and can speak good English. Yay! They have been very obliging and have taught the rest of us as many Polish swear words as possible. My Polish improves daily. Patryk is an excellent guitarist and Kris bought a play station with him, so there is entertainment all round. Yay for Polish men!

There is also an Australian barman called Mark, who is also a musician who sings and dances and provides a great deal of comic relief. He has introduced me to fine gin, and a new favourite drink is a gin and tonic made with Hendricks Gin. An unusual drink with a slice of cucumber instead of lime!

Finally, Rachael’s substitute is an American girl from Los Angeles, California. Her name is Victoria, and her previous occupation was ‘professional dominatrix’. An interesting character indeed. She goes on peculiar adventures whenever we get a day off and so far she has tried to swim across the Loch in all her clothes while inebriated, been arrested and detained for the night because she was inebriated, and taken a bottle of whiskey in with her for her morning bath. She then came to work drunk, and after a few hours went and passed out in the Shoebox and left me to do the lunch shift by myself. Interesting indeed.

I have not got much news of exciting adventures, except for those of Victoria, the crazy American. I have a few photos of fun times on the island, which mostly involve the consumption of vodka. The Polish men insist on it.

Adios Amigos,
Ronnie

Mark the Evil Auastralian, Partyk the Chocolate Polish and Victoria the Crazy American. These are my new island friends. Unfortunately do not yet have a picture of Kris, the other Polish man.

Ben Lomond at about midnight

Full moon refelcting on the Loch