Whilst touring on the isles of Lewis and Harris I parked next to the service bus in Tarbet. He was driving the big bus which had come down from Stornoway to meet the ferry from Skye. He was agitated because he was also supposed to meet the little bus that came up from Leverburgh before he returned north, but it was nearly time for him to leave and the little bus hadn’t arrived yet.
'O come on Sandy Seal, where have you got to?'
It is fairly unusual to meet people who are anxious about time on the Outer Hebrides. Maybe he was just concerned about Sandy’s capability as a driver on that demanding little road, what with the flippers and all.