Well the sailors dream is fulfilled and we find ourselves aboard the good ship Margaret - saiing under the banner of the royal mail. At a cost of seven notes ahead we get a cruise around the islands and an hour for lunch on inchmurrin. Inchnurrin is owned by a millionaire geezer but on one side there is a pub open to day trippers. We accompany some pensioners and the mandatory continentals on the trip. The contoinentals are obvious from their footwear - sort of clarks K meet caramac look. All very ergonomic thus enabling them to get pole position poolside or on a boat etc. Lunch is mediocre but ok, oiur skipper/postie lunches in a separate room. So back up to boat and we head for balmaha - or are we????
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