Home Again

Home in the small hours to find every budget flight arriving at the same time, with the consequent delays at passport control. Still, picking up my bag and heading to the taxis, who was waiting there but a driver! Just for me. That’s way beyond the call of, obvs. And so very welcome.
So, Sunday morning and sunshine. At first, anyway. And my wee(-err) ray of sunshine arrived - the daughter and S..y down to use our washing machine. And stroll we did - along to the Chain Pier where we had the monster nachos.. for starters… we should really have stopped there.
Later, along to the boat - batteries aboard, engine fired up. Beautiful.