The Lily Blanche Story Begins on The Windswept Island of Skye in The Inner Hebrides, Where I Spent Childhood Holidays with My Grandmother, Lily Blanche Sheridan. It Was Here, Playing on The Shore of The Loch, Opposite My Grandmother’s White-Washed Croft, that I First Came Across Real Pearls Washed up On the Rocks. and My Imagination Was Fired.