It's been an emotional couple of weeks, with one thing and another. Times of flux, times of change. It can be difficult to see through the mists of what lies ahead. That's life, though. Nothing lasts forever. And nothing is ever fixed in stone.

Sometimes you visit a place and you don't realise the effect it is having on you straight away. I think Shetland might be a bit like that. It's not clear to me what the final fallout might be.

It can be difficult to stay true, stay independent, stay loose, stay punk. It has to be worth doing, though. It has to be.