If you haven’t seen this yet, go see it. But do not, in fact, imagine that you will emerge from the experience unscathed. You will become addicted. You will long for another chance to move the little wiggly lines around and make music.
It is an evil plot to take over the world. A very, very good one.
This is the Isle of Harris. Mrs Harkaway took me there a long time ago. We thought it would be fun.
I have to tell you, it was a bit like the surface of the Moon. I’d sort of imagined there’d be lots of little low-ceilinged granite pubs with hearty fires. The trouble is, the whole place was set up as a whaling station and it’s mostly concrete. It’s also, you know: remote.
