“This is yourrr Captain speaking. We’re about to descend into Sumburgh. But dinnae panic if I ascend again. I mey need to circle severrral times depending on grrround conditions.” Get a seat on the left, Alison had advised. The view flying into Shetland is lovely. Window seat 14A, second to last row, behind a wing I cannot see and hope has not fallen off.  Isn’t … Continue reading A Shetland Summer