Same routine as yesterday. It was pretty misty as I was walking down the hill to the van. We are getting more and more customers each day.

In the afternoon Phil and I walked to Trago. We were bare tired, looked at about 2 things before leaving. All I wanted was polos and I ate one in the shop to keep me going but then I didn't want any more... moral dilemma. Phil bought them for me instead. They ended up being the highlight of the trip as I got a polo stuck between the gap in my teeth.

Bought some bargs strawbs and cheerys, walked home, coffee boxed it and watched a sick film in the evening.