I have decided, rightly or wrongly, that this is my last day in this room. If the weather forecast for tomorrow changes then I would also change with it as I'm not setting off in to the great unknown at the same time as doing battle with the weather. I have no plan other than to reach the outer edge by noon tomorrow. I'm heading south to Ullapool where I then hope to maybe enlist the help of someone off a ferry who is heading Edinburgh way. That is when I will contact Irene again, we will see then if she really is worried about me or just has cold cold feet about me staying with her.
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Baling For Mr Luckyman - Part 4.
I got off the tractor and waited at the entrance to the field for him to approach me. He was a big man with a round face and an even bigger...
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The journey down to George and Jan's - my home, took us all day as we stopped off a few times to give George a break from driving. We a...
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