My name is David Sinclair and I am one of the few indigenous islanders left on Flotta. Many people who have never visited the island are under the impression that there is nothing here but an oil terminal and hundreds of acres of moorland. Admittedly, that is the impression you get when looking towards Flotta from the Scapa Flow side but I will be using this website to promote this little island as a place worthy of a visit whether your interest is wartime history, natural history, family history, or you simply want to bag another island.
And now a word about me. (Well, it’s my website and I can say whatever I like.) I was born on Flotta in 1935 and therefore my schooldays were spent on probably the most heavily fortified island around Great Britain but which to us children was one huge adventure playground. I left school at fifteen with no qualifications, became a shopkeeper, did my National Service in the Royal Artillery, got married to Marina Simison, and became the father of David and Phyllis.
After a short spell working in the Thurso Co-op’s first self service store, I returned to Flotta and became the island’s sub-postmaster in 1965. When construction of the Flotta oil terminal began in 1974 I was in the right place at the right time to make a pound or two off the oil company and yet be a nuisance to them and the local authority when, in our view, they stepped out of line. I’ve been a community councillor off and on since those days and am a founding member of the Flotta Heritage Trust. I was also a founding member of the Flotta Freedom Fighters and, contrary to what the Establishment believes, they were not disbanded but are ready to spring into action if our homeland is theatened in any way.
On a lighter note, I must warn you that I have given over part of this website to a friend and sometimes adversary of mine who is locally known as Willick o’ Pirliebraes. I must also make it quite clear that I am not responsible for anything that he posts as I am rarely in agreement with his views.