Wet night on the Clyde

Posting this from the middle of the Firth of Clyde on the last ferry of the evening, I will be brief. The sea is rough - lumps of water keep washing over the car - and the captain is taking an interesting route to avoid the worst of the waves. We've been drinking tea and eating marmalade sandwiches like intrepid travellers everywhere, so we should be able to stay awake for the drive to The East ...