A Peedie Cottage

At last.  We are across in the Hoy bolt hole.  Sometimes the pressure cooker atmosphere of the Orkney Mainland becomes too much.  We are heading to the land of 1G.

Weaving past the Stromness Pierhead philosophers we boarded the MV Greamsay and the skipper announced our itinerary.

Once ashore at the BH, the stove was lit,  lunch made and the Current Mrs Creel started the crossword.  Reinvigorated, we walked round the circuit and went in the Hoy Kirk to check on the water connection.  Met Maggie outside Orgil Cottage and Rob jogging with the dogs and Ruby.

The icing on the cupcake was seeing Steven Flett driving his works van.  We are easily amused.  Jack Kerouac isn't in it.

Bliss.