When I saw the job advert for Shetland, I knew that this was a challenge I was keen on.
A make or break situation, the opportunity was being offered to an individual, with the appropriate skillsets, but also with the ability to work on their own initiative.
Here at last, was the opportunity to break away from the humdrum day to day grind that my current job had become. And I was more than up for the challenge.
What were the pitfalls, and the potential stumbling blocks? Well, for one, I am married, and I just knew my lovely lady wife would not wish to join me in the deep, dark and (almost) Arctic winter weather that was sure to be the norm for the majority of the secondment, certainly for the first 3 months anyway.
And second, I would have to leave behind everything that was familiar to me, my home, my two adoring and adorable pets, Ali and Baba, and forge a new life, albeit for a finite period, on the inhospitable islands known as the Shetland Islands! No small ask, and no mean task, but I was up for it! But was Sue?
I broached the subject with her half in jest, and, to my surprise (Sue never stops surprising me, even after nearly 30 years) Sue was supportive, although, as I suspected, did not wish to join me, well not initially, at least. Maybe for Up Helly Aa, but then who wouldn’t want to see that famous spectacle?
So, with the die cast, my application went in, and was successful. So, here I am!