Tea With Gunns

I did not rush into Starlink. I pondered it, which is what Highland women do when faced with a new machine, a large bill, or a man saying, “It will only take five minutes.” Connectivity in the Highlands is not so much a service

I first heard the rumour at a wee fish shop somewhere between Thurso and Scrabster, while looking over crates of fish in what I considered a casual manner and what others may have mistaken for surveillance. I was not listening. I wish that made