Monday
It took a quorum to ratify the decision made by the inner snactum of the house before being passed over to the floor for rumination in the post analysis of the democratic process. This ensured parity of status and ensured that everyone spoke without being heard and nobody’s opinion was embraced by the final outcome. Democracy in all it’s marvellous incantations.
Unfortunatly it took a while and the final word was that were were to leave on monday as the shepherd was coming.
As was the weather. Lots of it.
We rumbled and rolled across trhe Little Minch, through the Sound of Harris, past Taransay and Geisker..
…up the west coast and into Loch Roag, responding to a mayday on the way (fortunatly resolved before I got there). The pick hit the bottom after midnight and I spent the next two hours changing diesel filters and draining water from the deisel system. When I filled up the tanks in Uig I should have specified a higher concentrattion of hydro carbons.
