Eilidh, Eilidh, Eilidh
When cousins Eilidh and Eilidh Bheag drunkenly stumble out of a Skye pub, they are met with absolute quiet. No passing cars to take them home, no parties to crash, no place to call their own… just empty ‘homes’.
They decide enough is enough, and break into one of the houses to stage a protest. In the morning, as the cousins sober up and work out what on earth they’ve done, they hear a pair of footsteps on the stairs and realise they’ve got it all wrong.