Puffin island

9 hours sleep, assisted by a “normal” bed, total silence, no traffic or artificial lighting and no puppies leaping around or snoring:)
Eggs bacon and fried bread for breakfast, essential when you are out all day in an easterly blow with subzero windchill.
Up the old lighthouse for a cardio workout after a saunter there with one of the islands chefs who was once homeless but has now been blessed with a new life in this wonderful community.
Wrens , Stonechat, Ravens and lesser black backed gulls were the main attractions with wings.
I unblocked a stream where the “bruised” bracken was causing it to branch off in all directions and cause unnecessary swamp areas.
Soay sheep seemed oblivious to my presence as they constantly munched away at the grass. Sika deer were chewing their cud in a small area sheltered from the wind.
The main gate through the middle path was only hanging from one of its pin hinges, with the assistance of a couple of rocks and a broken fence post it was soon hanging and opening efficiently again.
Back to Marisco tavern and some banter over a warming beverage. After simultaneously enjoying a jam butty and lighting the wood burning stove a form of
Kedgeree was constructed and half of it demolished before hitting the sack.
Zzzzz