Day 8 on the Gulag

Well  if I thought yesterday was blustery...today was even worse. I think Penes ears were ready for take off.
Took a wee wander up South to Eriskay  but no way could you open the car doors.
I'm on my emergency rations of Malbec.
I was on Eriskay exactly a year ago and was still moaning about the damn wind. Does it ever stop!
This ferry better sail tomorrow.