Catrìona Walker in Eriskay remembers the feadarraich vividly:
“I had a neighbour, and their house wasn’t so far from our house, and a ditch of a thing ran across the road, a wee bridge, and when we were going home, I think he was trying to get us to come home instead of getting up to mischief maybe, he’d say to us that these feadarraich were in the ditch, and if we didn’t come home the feadarraich would get us and we’d have to be in by such and such a time.
“We did believe him and we were always, ‘have you ever seen them, no I haven’t, wonder where…’ I know that when we grew a little older we’d be sitting and I’d say, I wonder if we stayed here a wee while, I wonder if we’d see them, and you’d say then, do you want to see them? Oh no. No. We don’t want to see them, so then we’d run home!” I asked her what they looked like. “Little black people I’m sure, as they were in the ditch, they’d be dirty, wouldn’t they?”
Iain Archie MacMillan from South Uist also had no idea of what the fearful creatures looked like. “You didn’t know what it was but they were threatening you.”
Màiri Thormoid in Eriskay also remembers the feadarraich well:
“We had a little stove, a Victor Esse, its surface was so big that bits came out where the coal stuck out, the peat, some sparks in it, and people said that if you were naughty, to watch or the feadarraich would come and get you, if you didn’t go to bed on time and so on.”