The time flew by, and thinking back to the time wasted at the other hotel, where I was so unhappy, I thanked my stars for having this wonderful job, where everybody was so happy and the work was done in such good humour.
Then it was time for our holiday in the outer Hebrides, and I looked forward to that, as I have enjoyed the other islands so much. We started off quite early, of course not without Lizzy making life quite impossible, but after all this years trying to get her out of bed and ready in good time had taught me patience like nothing else ever had!
But in good time we were off, and we had to really move it, as we were booked on the four o'clock ferry to Lewis. I was as usual fitted out like an Eskimo, as it was quite cold, and wet, and with Benny and his car sickness, all the windows had to be open. Bally nuisance, and I have tried hard in the past to make Liz leave the dogs with her friend Annette, who was very capable, but Liz believed that her dogs also needed a holiday.
Of course we only made it to Tyndrum, which was not very far, before Liz decided that the dogs needed a pee, and we a breakfast. We had the flask with coffee in the car, but I had only packed us a lunch, as I can go without breakfast, and thought to stop and eat at about half eleven, twelve, but Liz was adamant, she wanted a rest.
Benny was quite quiet, as we had force fed some pulped fresh ginger to him before leaving, and it really helped. However, as soon as we thought we could close the windows and defrost a bit, he started getting all funny again, so I just pulled my thick scarf over my head, and peered from this at the wet world going by.
We had to either take the ferry at Eihlean Dohnan, or pay toll and use the bridge to get from the mainland to Skye

 and we decided that driving across on the bridge would be much faster.
As it was getting late, and we had to get to Skye, where the ferry left from Uig, the place where we had before stayed for one night, and then thought out a clever plan to leave without losing our money, I prompted Liz to put her foot down, or we would be sleeping over in Uig again.
We saw the ferry from the road high above the harbour, and it was already fully loaded  with the passengers, and only a few cars to get aboard, and my heart missed a few beats, as I did not want to sleep over, and besides, the ferries had to be booked beforehand during this time, as there were still loads of tourists.So I asked Liz to move it, and for once she did, and we screeched to a halt on the boarding plate, and the man standing inside waved at us to get away. We screamed like two banshees, as we did not want to be left, and the man took pity on us, and he waved us into the dark stomach of the huge ferry.