Collecting Mr Guillemot

All week i've been wondering how nature boy was getting on at the Isle of May, with his limited text messages it was hard to really tell. Headed down to Anstruther to pick him up and there we found the adventurer, disembarking from the rib boat, on cloud 9, full of news of what he did, from sea swimming (albeit very briefly) to bird ringing, netting, recording he learned so much and wants to do more of the same. He hasn't got bored of telling folk his news. Couldn't be more happier that he had a blast.

I adopted two depressed penguins called Donald and Emma on route. I've given them a forever home and vowed to fight their corner in this crazy chaotic world.