Not sure what to write today. A soft morning. 'Soft' being Irish-speak for raining steadily but not actually pouring down. And cold too, surprisingly cold. So we didn't get out of bed until 10 and then tatted around the van, reading or doing craft until the need for lunch drove

To be fair, even the guys loading the ferry said we wouldn't fit! The dockside dispatcher had pulled a German campervan and then us out of the line of vans and caravans and sent us on our way. We did have a concern when the next dispatcher, at the entrance