Mrs Fogg spent an hour out on the headland searching for seals, with no luck at all. As the Mrs mentioned previously we are in Skye after crossing the bridge to stop in this windy little campsite where the camper van is rocking without any help.

Apparently Mrs Fogg is gonna “walk my legs off tomorrow” in search of either a rock or a church (how awesome will that be).

It’s nice being here ignoring the fact that this supposed once great nation (soon to be 4 little plots of land) that decided to stride out on its own, now has no sustainable gas supply and consequently no reasonable priced electricity, has no HGV drivers (they all gone home or got tied up in red tape) and is consequently running short on petrol, supermarket goods, toys, pet food and to add to it apparently we can’t produce CO2 (without help from our colonial cousins) so therefore no packaged meat, packaging or any meat produce and now Christmas Trees will be in short supply in 3 months (some things just ain’t fir, geddit?), but hey we aren’t using plastic bags or coal anymore and we are saving this little planet (wait didn’t that little black rock provide us with electric, oh that’s right it’s dirty and no other nation uses it, mmmmm). Any way never fear I’m sure the idiots who planned this self destruction (and couldn’t find their way out of a paper bag, see eco friendly bit of the rant here, otherwise it would be a plastic bag) don’t have second homes outside of this country that are all eco in design and build, or an escape plan!!!