tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19191002.post2176360044273012120..comments2023-09-21T08:53:42.554+01:00Comments on blethers: Ferry bad showChristine McIntoshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14198224025775398453noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19191002.post-59872412338589472662008-10-24T12:35:00.000+01:002008-10-24T12:35:00.000+01:00It would be difficult being at the mercy of the ju...It would be difficult being at the mercy of the judgment of another. I tend to be a bit more on the daring side, while Mark ALWAYS errs on the side of "conservative"!<BR/>(obviously a throwback to his engineering training)<BR/><BR/>Your weather does sound bone-chilling! I can take 0 degrees with snow much better than 40 degrees with rain! Wind and rain seem to go right through the bones!<BR/><BR/>I must get a map of your particular area to better understand the ferries. Off I go to Google maps!Katyahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06558961417235143567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19191002.post-29068604823907795912008-10-24T10:13:00.000+01:002008-10-24T10:13:00.000+01:00This conjures up so many memories of life ruled by...This conjures up so many memories of life ruled by the ferry. When we first moved to Cumbrae we packed our house in S Wales into a van on a Saturday, stayed in Ledbury with my Mum overnight and headed up the motorway on Sunday to a new life on Cumbrae. Late that afternoon we discovered that the clocks had changed and not one of us had realised. There was a mad dash for Largs, arriving just in time to see the last ferry draw away frm the slip. It was the sign of so many journeys to come!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com