The day starts fairly brightly, but cloud increases as the day progresses. Rain holds off until nightfall. The freightferry, MV Muirneag, is a staggering * FOUR * hours late, arriving at 11.45 instead of its usual 8 am. The weather on the mainland was very poor, leading the captain to delay departure until daylight, 8 am. A fleet of "horses" rumbles down to the pier to unload the haulage trailers, in time to move Muirneag away, to allow the passenger ferry Isle of Lewis to dock. I head for town to purchase the weekend shop. It is absolutely hellish in Somerfields, trolley war at its worst. By evening, a lady calls at mrs B's door to request accommodation for 3 nights from tomorrow, which is available. Sunset 6.15pm. Supper consists of sweet and sour with pineapple and chicken. Catch up with the usual load of alerts and emails, heading for bed at 11.30pm.
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