Lerwick via Aberdeen on Monday, from London City. Sumburgh airport to Lerwick is around 24 miles. The hotel wott I’m staying at is at Brae, around 25 miles further north and a bit west. I’ve got a car booked for the stay. No Oyster cards and tubes there.
Scalloway on the 10th, onto a crewboat and off we go, out into the ‘Atlantic Frontier’ as the oil and gas boys describe working west of Shetland. A tadge melodramatic for most of us but it catches the mood to some extent. If the weather’s good and the equipment has read the script, it could be all done and dusted in a little over a week but then again, maybe it won’t.
Mummy allatsea around for tea tonight, though she’s frail her appetite is coming back to what it was. She’s been off the sauce for around 6 weeks now and the difference in her is remarkable. Thank you Lord of drunken relatives for that deliverance. She’s also dropped the plan to leave her wealth to the local cat charity, I jest not. Cats in Crisis Thanet was in for a million parnd plus windfall. Crikey that would be a lot of tins of Kittycat and bags of litter!! Actually it would be far more likely to buy Mercedes cars for the staff and an opulent lifestyle for several of Margate’s more ‘colourful’ characters. Anyway, that, hopefully, is now mere conjecture.
Clocked up 400 miles on the Cannondale this morning!! Wow!! Not really, that’s been over a couple of months so not very impressive at all. That said, it is better than nowt and merely the start of the leaner meaner regime that’s in place. The temple of lard that was allatsea in mid -February weighed in at 121 kg. He’s 103 kg now and still moving in the right direction…..just. After tonight’s dindins it might prove a struggle.
Some idiot pictured in Ulsan some years ago, waving a bit of paper with great gravitas, as though it’s actually of any importance at all.