We’re just about to head back after a restful few days in a wee cottage on the Isle of Skye. A beautiful island with, ironically, very little of the sky visible during this particular stay. That scenario is not unheard of here, but it doesn’t stop the visitors coming back in droves.

On the islands of Britain we use ”Blue Sky” as a metaphor for things working out. Probably because there is very rarely a guarantee that we will get one in Britain.

But “things working out” is a very flexible phrase anyway. One that we can adapt as we go. Because often we have to, if we want to keep on going.

I like to see my own songwriting as an attempt to find the silver lining on a cloudy day. Some of the very best days of all can be those stormy ones, when the sun pops through for a few glorious moments.

(And this is for my friend Tom, who headed to Malaga as we were heading north. Definitely no jealousy on my part! ;-)