That Goat Island Again

Back to that boat, as the blessed man had worked his wonders. I could have left it till next week but the very idea made me uncomfortably fidgety. And how great it is to be back. The little green battery status is greener than I’d ever seen it, I’m quite sure. And I’m sure he’s done other miraculous works too - the throttle seemed smoother, the engine tone sweeter. I expect to see shooting stars and the heavenly host tonight.
i digress; whilst in Oban, I had enough time to nip to the M&S food hall and who did I bump into but la petite fleckie herself! I mean, what are the chances? What, she’s always in there??