Sailing home

When we were little we both used to sing the chorus "Sailing Home"  the words ended up "with Christ in the vessel we can smile at the storm as we go sailing home." So here we are back at home in Ribadeo and yesterday we also brought the boat home - a 6 hour trip from Viveiro where we have been keeping it all year, We still don´t have a marina berth but we are officially visitors. Had a perfect sail today with Sylvia a Spanish nurse we are friends with. Just in case of any political tension we were flying not only the Red Ensign I inherited from Dad but the flags for Spain, Scotland and Orkney. Hope that covers all your bases!

Room 101 (not!)

Those of you who have read this blog over the past 5 years might know that I count beds where we sleep - only once each though, repeats don´t count. I was sick as a parrot when bed number 100 turned out to be in a hospital. However after a few restorative weeks at Mum´s we felt up to a wee Westray trip and had a lot of sleep in bed 101, loved it, Thanks Linda.