Gales and driving rain on Heir Island

The ferry man looked at the 4 of us as if we were completely mad wanting to go and explore the island in the driving rain. He was right. We were. We all ended up at a lace -making workshop at a cottage the other side of the island after getting soaked and nearly blown away.
There was a fire , a full teapot and a warm welcome. My 2 Italian boys(wwoofers) are now pretty good with a needle and can boast of having learnt the rudiments of lace making -as can I. It was so much fun.