GEORGE  MACKAY  BROWN

For the Islands I Sing


 

 

I was the last child of a poor family.  My father, John Brown, was a tailor;  but the same 'progress' that had taken the wind out of sailing ships had hurt the tailors' trade.  Suits were ready-made by machines in the cities of the south.  So my father found only part-time work as a tailor.  His main occupation was as a postman.  It is in his postman's uniform that I chiefly remember him.  The Orkney mail came across the Pentland Firth every afternoon on the mail-steamer St Ola.  After the letters had been sorted by four or five postmen in the post office, my father set off on his round.  I have one image of him, on what must have been a night of winter storm, coming into our kitchen-living room at Clouston's pier, the rain streaming off him.  He had possibly come in to trim the lantern that every postman had, pinned to the lapel of the overcoat, to read the names and addresses on winter nights.  Then he went once more into the tempest.


The Estate of GMB © 1997



from
For the Islands I Sing, an Autobiography
published 1997
John Murray (Publishers) Ltd
50 Albemarle Street
London W1X 4BD

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