Evocative of a lost age,
This review is from: Stargazing (Paperback)
I really enjoyed this book. Hill only spent a relatively short spell on the lighthouses, but he has captured the essence of life on them. His is an idyllic view where life on remote rocks out at sea is about lazy days sometimes punctuated by painting the fence or building a jetty or crafting a boat from wood washed up on shore, and always filled with lavish lunches and, especially when his colleague Finlay was around, veritable feasts in the evening.
The book is a snapshot of a romantic way of life interspersed with eccentric characters and stories of war and tragedy and close shaves with the sea, and the constant foreboding threat of automation waiting to put all the men out of a job and indeed, completely changing their lives.
Having spent a week on Shetland where I often saw lighthouses continuing to light the way for mariners, I couldn't help but feel sad that they're no longer the venues for late night "Rembrandts" as Hill called them.
This is an excellent book that despite all the optimism surrounding Hill's relationships with the other keepers, nevertheless made feel sad that this way of life is no longer possible.