Vancouver Encore

Early hashbrowns to get on the road for the ferry. The first discernible mistake of my panic packing was realising l have the A-Z of Northampton in my rucksack.

There has been no confirmation (after Willie's visit to Orkney) if Danny Boy has fed the gibbon.

The only thing I'm really missing is listening to Woman's Hour.

I'm Alberta bound.  Which is only slightly better than being egg or fog bound.

Is it impossible to be too cheerful?