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Donald and I have been surveying the Fank. The perimeter wire fencing is very imposing, the sheep have been moved out of the BB Bochan and the smell of wet paint fills the air. We have Donald's little nieces karaoke machine wired into the main PA and we had a try at a Walker Brothers number to see if everything's working. I think the Walkers make better crisps than they write songs but that's just a personal thing - do you agree Annie B?
'No one will lose that loving feeling' is our promise as Fank organisers.
Nearly everyone has new bedding from the catalogue hanging out on the line in Fankticipation and there will be spare places galore in most households for daters from afar.
27 Aird Dell even has a sign in the window saying 'Vacancies American spoken here'.
Arnish Lighthouse has agreed to be our greeter without portfolio for the event and he is starting to look out for the Arran girls and Trevor in his wheelie bin from Wednesday, PS Trevor - please bring a quiche for us to inspect.
Locally we have the figures in for local attendees. Adabrock has 75 men coming (76 if Donnie the post's mother lifts his grounding ) and sixteeen women plus Chrissie Mary. Fivepenny has 112 men and 112 woman booked - it looks like every couple there is looking for a change. We have 10026 locals altogether attending including our 'brave boys in blue with the red piping' with their fly past in the post office vans. This is even before the other islands and the Americas weigh in - four flights an hour into Callanish International next Sat pm and aggage handlers recruited from the West Side. In fact we are proud to announce that for every official council tax payer attending there will be one other Loiseach there. I think the census people have got their population figures wrong.
I said to Donald that there is a palpable air of excitement in Ness. He said if he knew what 'palpable' meant, he'd probably agree. Off to shave Granny before the Sabbath. More later.
Calum