... is such sweet sorrow.

i waved to doris as she was pushed into the royal reliant robin for her state visit to the jammie dodger production facility in mesopatamia (well that's what i told her and she did seem keen).
i have to say i was waving quite a long time.
it took three men and a team of bullocks to generate sufficient force to squeeze her into the back seat - and then they had to load her luggage.  i don't think she could see anything by the time they kicked in the last hat box, but she's on her way now.

i've reminded the ferry skipper to remove a bit of ballast from the bilge keel.  he certainly won't need any more weight.

and now, i have dried my eyes (i was laughing so much), and i have a period of selfish peace to look forward to.

apart from running the island, i will have plenty of time to myself.

but what shall i do with it?

thinks ...