Inside I got chatting with Jane and Lillian who made me a hot drink, and asked all about the world here. Jane another newcomer to the islands gave a nice insight into the oddnesses I had observed yesterday and over the past few days to be fair. She was keen to introduce me to all the people who came in, reminding me of Pete, back in the diner van near Beverly east Yorks.
Almost immediately it began to pour with rain and I managed to get in before getting too wet. A few days ago, one of the two tent poles had snapped and I have had to do a makeshift splint to hold it in place. With the wind getting quite strong I wonder how long it will last. I wont be able to send it back either, so I may have to manage until I can buy another tent or get it repaired properly. Where is that brown packing tape when you need it?