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The alarm went off at a shocking 05:00, in order for Ogatodomar to get a taxi up to the station for an early train which was the first of three in his arse-numbing eight-hour journey to Thurso. My day never fully recovered and was anyway interpersed with reading horrible news from Manchester.

Popped out to the store in the afternoon and remembered to go round the corner to see if there were any eiderlings on the plank - hmm, only one in evidence, whereas D saw at least two the other day.