OLD POST OFFICE, MANISH, ISLE OF HARRIS

“Through a wan sun, the light clad in cold clouds, memories of Manish emerge. Under a corrugated iron roof once lay a vibrant hub of community and communication, home to the only telephone in the area. The old post office teemed with letters from war-torn Europe, parcels to exiled family, an influx of news and goods flowing between the nearby villages and a far wider world. Now, no peat smoke puffs from its chimney – a little warmth has gone.”