Got up at 7.30 this morning and looked out of our porthole at the dull and grey weather, which just about reflected how I felt, knowing that our eventful and unusual little cruise had come to an end. 🙁 Up in the saloon, Charlie was bustling about in the galley, preparing breakfast, while Skipper Jemma…
I’m never gonna stop the rain by complaining,Because I’m freeNothing’s worrying me. B. J. Thomas – Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head Got up around 8.00am and went up to the saloon deck for breakfast, wandering out on the aft decks to see what the weather was like and inhaling a lungful of fresh, crisp…
We all sat around the table enjoying our beers, while Skipper Jemma advised we would be leaving now and getting to our next sheltered anchorage as soon as possible, as Storm Nigel was indeed on the way, and we hoped to beat it into port. She advised us that the next hour or so was…
This morning the rumbling of the Glen Rosa’s generator didn’t wake us until 7.45am. The first thing we did was look out of the porthole where we could actually see patches of blue in the sky! Was the weather going to turn in our favour at last? 🙂 After Trevor and I danced our usual…
Got up around 7.30pm and went up to the saloon to join the others for breakfast. The sky and sea still looked turbulent and the weather hadn’t decided what it was going to do yet, but at least it was dry (for the moment!) 🙂 After a light breakfast of cornflakes, toast and marmalade, washed…
Hanging aroundNothing to do but frownRainy days and MondaysAlways get me down. The Carpenters Woke up this morning a little later; it was 6.52am when the Glen Rosa‘s generator rumbled into life. After lying in our double bunk a little longer, listening to the inevitable rain pattering down outside, we got up and went up…
One drop of rain on your window paneDoesn’t mean to say there’s a thunderstorm coming.Rain may pour for an hour or more, But it doesn’t matter, you know it doesn’t matter. The Fortunes – Storm In A Teacup After an excellent night’s sleep, we woke up at 6.37am exactly as the Glen Rosa’s generator sprang…
You shall have a fishyOn a little dishyYou shall have a fishyWhen the boat comes in. Traditional folk song Woke up at 7.30am after a comfortable night’s sleep in the Lancaster Hotel in Oban, and were pleased to see sunshine and wispy white clouds drifting lazily across a blue sky. As the weather forecast for…
Woke up at 8.00am and looked out of the window at a restless and choppy Irish Sea. There was no sign of any land in sight, and my phone was still on the ‘Telenor Maritime’ network. At least there was no rush; we didn’t have to be out of the cabin until eleven o’clock. After…
Well, this blog entry probably won’t be of any interest to anybody, as we just spent the day with my cousins in Belfast. So please therefore feel free to skip this entry. 🙂 My mother was from Belfast and my two cousins, Alan and his wife Margaret, and Brenda and her husband Adam, still live…
