That’s me got the ‘man flu’ for the first time in years, OK, it’s just a cold but me being a guy just has to ‘big it up’, anyway, I retired early last night after two Lem Sip’s which seem to have done the trick. Perhaps it’s because they’ve replaced the caffeine with aspartame ??? what’s all that about.
Anyway, it’s almost 7:00am now on a Sunday morning and I’m in Port Ellen on Islay having just had the best nights sleep this shift
and started the day with yet another dose of Lemsip with honey in it.
Thirteen and a half hours later and I’ll see what I can do about finishing this off, the cold is bearable, probably on account of all the paracetamol, aspartame and honey in my system. However much as it’s woken me up, removed my headache, fixed my sore throat and decongested me it’s not really given me much enthusiasm on the blogging front. In fact you’ll have Davie and his excellent photo’s to thank for that, for my arrival in Port Ellen and the resulting internet connection meant that I could check out his photostream http://www.flickr.com/photos/raasayweb/with/9840929675/ . There are some crackers on there from the weeks excitement on Raasay, all of which I sadly missed.
‘Our shop’ was officially handed over to the community
amidst great celebration and with the ‘post lady’ appearing on TV
Then a few days later Charles Kennedy officially opened Raasay house with the help of Jessie Nicolson and Calum Duncan,
all the while I was ‘slaving away’ 100miles to the south.
OK, perhaps ‘slaving’ is not quite the right adjective, for, apart from the cold it’s been an enjoyable trip aboard the MV Finlaggan
and I even ended up in the funnel
with another motorman
and the sewage tank breather pipe. Fortunately I was on the upwind side whilst we worked on it, my compatriot was not
There was more, much more but it’s taken me two hours to write this and I’m fed up now It may only be a cold and not even 21:30 but I’m whacked and need my bed.