Tiree, Irene and Me

  Settting off at 3.00 am  to catch the 7.00am Tiree ferry, I felt particularly awake. My Tesco £7 Ryanair friendly suitcase was suitably overpacked for it’s one night stay on the distant island. The weather forecast was not good and had been deteriorating by the minute over the last three days, initially living up … Continue reading Tiree, Irene and Me