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Sunday, January 04, 2009

Infectious Salmon Anaemia

Anyone still think shipping nets, cages or even the fish themselves between different bio-secure areas is still a good idea?

I hope the bio-security arrangements have already been put in place, and are enforced.


Anonymous said...

there already is a business in the western isles which cleans nets for salmon farms. if another is set up in scalpay what will happen to the jobs in uist?

Anonymous said...

Lets hope that the council is not pressurised by these characters to let this go ahead on the strength of a handfull of jobs when some of the best beats for atlantic salmon in the world are at risk.

At least in Shetland there are very little wild salmon at threat.

Anonymous said...

Chaos in Shetland now with restrictions on well boats. Wouldn't the MH boys look like a right bunch of wallys if they paralysed themselves out here in the Western Isles. What a spectacular own goal that would be!

Anonymous said...

Ach your all far too late! This is a rolling wave that no Hearrach can break. This class act apparently don't need a change of use and no credence will be given to the potential of the plague that is ISA.

However, when the icy chill of retribution blows through the Lochaber offices, there will be plenty of bleating of the sacrificial lambs, but will the King's head roll?

I heard it in Charlie Barley's this morning and when the James Square Quango ticks the smoke box, it will be all systems go for the flower pot men.

The riparian owners aren't due to come out of hibernation until around March, so the whole thing will be sanctioned before they even get a chance to haul their plus fours up to their navels!

So lets say a sad farewell to the Claidh and Seaforth springers now and hope that it doesn't reach Loch Roag.

Anonymous said...


With scales on!

Anonymous said...

'The Flour Pot Men' are decent enough guys and know how to use their loaves, but their honeymoon seems to have come to a sudden and grinding halt with the flagship operation at the mouth of the long loch reaching biological overload just as the finishing line is more or less in sight.

Complacency, complacency, complacency.... perhaps?

They arrived here with a sackfull of acorns and were due to harvest the prize oak, only to discover that there were a few conkers and monkey nuts hidden in the bag.

Naturally they will have reported the extent of the dalmation fish and lack of superiors, even lack of harvest weight back to the gnomes in Bergen, as a problem shared is a problem halved.

The worst of open lesions at this time of year is that they don't heal very well, even with vitamin supplements. They are also an open canal to the vast spectrum of viral and bacterial diseases that are rife in the wild and have the potential to devastate densely populated stocks, as the salmon farmers of Shetland have tragically discovered.

There are many views on best practice, but obviously this model has fallen in amongst the dark boulders at the kelp line of Seaforth. Lets hope they manage to clear and fallow the site before the Dons arrive and the unthinkable befalls the Western Isles.

Anonymous said...

Interesting shot of bio security Shetland style found here:

Drip, Drip, Drip, ebb tide, Burra Isle here we come!

Goodboys or Cowboys?

Anonymous said...

The Ayrshire firm needn't bother gloating either, as it seems that they are the neighbours from hell!

This clipping was sent to me from the Ardrossan Herald.

Direach Manky, the lot of them!

Anonymous said...

Don't they have to have air freshners pumping out the smell of neeps & tatties to keep the Ayrshire locals off their backs ?
New meaning to the word Fresh Ayr.
I wonder what cunning plans do the "King and I" have for Scalpay ?
Maybe they will market the bree as "Au de mort" fae Scalpay. I can just see the french wifeys queing up for it the noo, avez vous une bouteille du bree sil vous plaiz.
Scalpay bree, splash it all over !!

Anonymous said...

I hear that the King has had an approach for his services from both Armani and Dolce & Gabana.
It appears that they have heard of his skill during his former employment in the haute couture department of Scottish Seafarms.
There was no one at all to hold a needle to him when it came to that most tricky of procedures - inserting a volumnious, but discrete, lining in the back pocket.

Anonymous said...

With the run up to the end of January they will no doubt be adding haggis into the blend as well, seeing as its Burns night an all that

Anonymous said...

I can just see a cottage industry springing up from this. 'Scalpay Organics'. The delicate Eau de mort will no doubt be snapped up by Ben Sherman and the residue from the process piled up in the lazy beds for next years tatties. The tattie skins will be sent down to be further processed into Ayr freshner and they will all be cock a hoop with each other.

Throw in a handful of grants and leaches, sorry consultants, and the GDP of the islands will treble over night.

The model could then be exported to Westminster and the UK economy could be back on track at the shake of a lambs tail.

Oops, forgot, this will all need to be converted to Norwegian Kroner. Long live the Kroner!!

Anonymous said...

The King will no doubt be looking to invest in a new pair of Tweeds with an oversize arse pocket in which to keep his swag of Kroner.
His Kronies (get it !) will support him all the way but I fear thats all the support he will get, oh! other than his "boy"friend if he can get him away from promoting the MH Brand (My Hair ?)The boy is concentrating on building his career it would seem having recently agreed a deal with the icelanders this time for monitoring fish weights.Maybe he should have invested instead in glasses for his staff to spot the fish nits in Seaforth.
Back to basics boys and stop lining the pockets of yourselves and johnny foreigner, keep the resources local and it will pay you back tenfold in the longrun.

Anonymous said...

4:45, Talking of keeping things local.....I hear that the mort disposal facilities in Lewis can't now cope with the volume of morts coming out of Seaforth and that they are having to export them to North Uist.

Surely this is an excellent business opportunity for some young Scalpach to get in on the secret of Eau de Mort production.

Speak nicely to the flour pot men and the Gnomes of Enterprise for a wee grant and a veritable convoy of tubs will be gladly be diverted across the bridge.

Lipid extraction from morts is also
something that our Norwegian cousins have developed; so, keep the mort business situation very quiet or baby Ben will be selling his Oil of Ulay shares and investing with the Scalpachs.

Anonymous said...

Aghast poor Paraig he flew then fell,at the hands of the King for leaving a smell.

A more decent fellow you couldn’t meet, it didn’t halt the boot to his Erse or seat.

The monarch’s image now gaunt and pale, entering Seaforth in the teeth of a gale.

The tangles rise as the tide floods West, like Medusa’s tails, an unwelcome guest.

Random demons probing day and night
As he languishes on the Isles of the 2nd sight.

Longing for ‘hame’ in the midnight sun, Simmer Dim for him is all but done.

The black back gull thinks he’s beyond reproach, but the acrobatic skua has yet to approach.