Well, I have returned to what I like to call Tobermory, where the sun is sort of shining and the rain has stopped for a moment or two. And what a good job Janet and I came here three weeks ago. The distillery has now been closed for replacement of the pot stills, which involves removing the roof, so is shut for tours. Thank goodness we did the tour when we came here at the beginning of the month. And what a shame that the bottle of 12 year old malt I bought then has evaporated.

This first pic is looking out to sea from Mallaig harbour at the weekend - not entirely pleasant.

 And here is the sort of very personalised ferry service you can expect round here:

This afternoon, whilst rounding Ardnamurchan Point, often claimed to be the western-most mainland point of the UK, I had a lovely dolphin escort. Probably the best escort service in the area, but further research may be needed.

 And here is Tobermory in a little bit of afternoon sun:

This is my next boat, a Nordhavn 63. It doesn't have sails, but if I can afford the £3 million price tag I probably won't worry too much about the fuel cost. 75p a litre in the Hebrides, by the way.

 And finally, I leave you with news of a local fisherman who realised he'd just left his wife behind. Annette.