No one fell off their perch. We are all here. Eve and I anyway. Our visitors managed to bob across the raging seas on the ferry this morning and now are enjoying a coach ride back home to a damp Ayrshire. We all had a fine old time.
I know I didn't post yesterday but there was low air pressure and everything. It's a new year too. I'll be back to some sort of normality soon.
Our visitors, Victor and Gwyneth counting pixels in the cafe.