Jura Lives

The Isle of Jura's Oral History Project.
Creating an island archive of living memories and stories. With few people, some visitors, and many deer, it's a way of life that we hope to capture - you will be able to read how the project is going, hear clips from interviews, see documentary materials and join in here. The project is happily funded by grants from Argyll and the Islands LEADER 2007-2013 programme, the Heritage Lottery Fund and the Isle of Jura Development Trust. 
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Morning at Ardlussa

I went up the north end early one morning this week, having heard a rumour that there would be a dramatic pipe drop-off into Ardlussa bay for the hydro-electric scheme.  As it happened, welders and tides combined to keep the boat back in Oban, so instead I hung out a bit with the Fletcher family over breakfast.

Scarlett was hopping about using a fork-topped walking stick having a had a piece of glass through her foot on fell-race weekend. Three new silver legged chicks were peeping away from under the incubator in the study and the girls were sent to feed the other chickens and ducks in the orchard. Out there, I was proudly introduced to four older chicks of the gold-legged variety, while Kitty came waddling over carrying a large white duck to show me.  Tabitha was running around looking for feathers and scraps of wool with which to build her own nest, and Molly was scattering the feed under the blossom trees with a flock of hens and 4 barking Cayoga ducks behind her.  

The lady of the house, Claire, was away to water the poly-tunnel strawberries, and came back with a beauty for my second breakfast. 

Andrew was at the kitchen table leafing through an antique hand-drawn calendar with verses for each month about life on the estate written in his grandfather’s handwriting. Scarlett was using it to learn to read.

Off to make the beds for the arriving guests, and Fergie the cat had been releasing some of his prey in the smart half of the house - cries of ’Catch that rabbit!’ rang down the corridor outside the Laird’s bedroom….

Of course, it would be good to capture something about the installation of the hydro scheme up there for the oral history project; but an amazing morning in the everyday life of a busy family caught up in diversifying the estate, how could I do justice to that?

This scythe is as big as a man. It’s stashed in the rafters in Mary’s byre up at Keils.  The byre there is used for storage now; a good shelf has been created on top of the concrete stall dividers with left-over roofing sheets from the new shed.

Next door is the old byre, where the divides between the stalls are propped up flag stones, rather than cast concrete. There is still fragrant straw on the floor in there, and it feels incredibly cosy in spite of there being no windows in, and some peripheral damage to the roof. By the red door are the tarpaulins they used to use to cover the haystacks.

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A little remix from an interview Mr Cameron gave to the oral history project on April 24th 2012. It being a glorious day, he was outside making sticks, and the recording also caught people passing by.  

The full track will be accessible in the Jura Lives archive from next November.

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The most important feature of Jura is…

The one thing that is very apparent from the oral history postcards and from conversations with people about what is important to them here - whether they have been here 5 years or 55 years, and whether they like or dislike what is happening on the island today - is that every individual has a deep and timeless love for this place.

Now that the consultation phase of the project is all but over, we know what the eight themes of our collective ‘living history’ of the island will be: Childhoods, Community, Change, Activities on the estates, the Landscape, Animals (wild and farm), Ceilidhs, and Transport. To me, the list seems a good mixture of social history, economic history and natural history. People were asked what the significant features of a life on Jura were, and also about their strongest personal memory. Everyone who lives here or is connected with the island will have the opportunity to expand on their own strongest memory for the archive, so we can get some personal history in there too! 

It just gets better... 

(poem read by Alex the bus, music by John Squire of Crackaig)

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Soil and soul, heritage and home, cairns and cast ewes, family and friends, paps and pints, the circle of life!

Response to the Oral History Postcards : the things about Jura that have had the biggest effect on me are…

Alex the Bus put on a tremendous last tour on Saturday, after the council contract for the Jura run was given to a mainland tender. Alex described points of interest, past and present, on the road north, and explained how he had grown the Jura Bus Service to have 3 vehicles and employ 4 other island drivers. He says of the drive that the company has done every day, twice a day, 6 days a week, for 52 years,“Every inch of the road throws up another beautiful view of Jura whether it be on the left, of the land, or the right, of the sea”.  His mother-in-law, Nancy, who has been involved in the Jura Bus Service from its beginnings, and was even courted on board by Charlie in the 1950s, rode on the last contracted run, and told the oral history project about some of the early vehicles and what the transport situation had been like on the island when she was at school in the 1930s.  Despite the wonderful reception that the bus received when it arrived at Inverlussa, with Dick bringing the drams and ‘Tea on the Beach’ providing delicious cakes, she told Jura Lives that she felt ‘a bit down’ and ‘sorry for Carolyn and Alec’.  Asked what Charlie would have made of the council’s decision, she said with a laugh, ‘I’ll not repeat that one’.

Coming to Keils…The old crofts with the low rafters, the thatched roofs, the smell of peat, the old black kettle always boiling on the range. Venison and fish hanging from the rafters, drying out so they would last through the Winter…

Response to the Oral History Postcards : the most vivid moment of my life here was when…

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