
Two of your humble FFS servants are off to End of the Road festival in Dorset today and we’re barely able to contain ourselves. The festival never misses a beat with its line-ups and we’ve been faithful attendees since we…
Hello from the Isle of Eigg. My battery is low, what do I tell you?! We’re playing our show on power from the tide, wind, sun — one or all of the above — tonight.
We borrowed better shoes and walked around some crazy cliffs, muds, ferns, swooping swamping incredible views, up to massacre cave where the entire population of Eigg was smoked to death, all in one go, in the 1600s. We turned off all the lights and didn’t say anything for a while.