I don't play golf but........

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There are worse places to have a nice walk. Yep, Sam managed to bag 18 holes at Lamlash while we were waiting for his mums ferry. On hole 5 (a par 3 with fab views and a little lake ) we got a text saying that. the governor had boarded the plane.

By hole 17 another text reported her plane was broken and that she was going home and 'might' try again tomorrow. Sam, at this moment having his eye firmly on a birdie, shrugged his shoulders and muttered, "the M25 will be chocca at this time ".  The latest plan will be to set sail without Francesca and try to pick her up from the ferry terminal as her boat arrives in the morning. Failing that, Francesca will be in for a long day of trains, buses and taxis as she tries to find a place called Tarbet ( cos that's where we are going). 

Last night, whilst playing pool with Sam, I noticed a map of UK on the wall. It suddenly dawned on me that, when I get to Inverness, Im a long way from home. Even then the land keeps heading East. The North Sea 'bit' is the 'bit' I am trying to put the the very back of my mind. For a moment I felt a bit panicked. I've allowed plenty of time for this trip but am always at the mercy of the weather and have no intention of bobbing about at sea as Autumn approaches. And that is why we need to get going !! So easy to stop. Love it here and, as with other places en route, Im sure I could spend a month or 2. Guess that's another option Lottery winners get (aside from new teeth) if they are so minded. 

Sam and I have just discovered  a new pub that actually overlooks our floating home. Just popped in for the dinner we were supposed to have had with Francesca ( been saving up by eating out of tins from the co op) and.....fully booked so back to the dodgy pub down the road because Sam is at 'critical' ( anyone with a 14yr old will understand). 

Oh, and just remembered. When we got to the dinghy, last night, it was evident that the tide had come in and that we had failed, miserably, to consider this. We (sam) tied dinghy up at bottom of a ramp and the water was now at the top.Luckily it was a long line.  Yours truly had to remove shoes and jeans then wade into the abyss with 'I'm' humming the Jaws stuff. Freezing and a bit annoying !!  Back sailing first thing tomorrow.