Even my brochophilia hadn't struck way back when I came up and started working at The Howe of Howe. Then a few years back it suddenly struck me as silly for someone living in Orkney to have visited less than a handful of sites. So I made a decision to make up for it. Than a while later my boss found out I didn't have to work every weekend and dropped my overtime to once a fortnight, and with one mighty bound I was free. One day a fortnight to boldly go (by public transport). Then I found you chaps and fieldwork turned into an obsession. Now that I am bereft of work this is my yoga.