After having found a room above the Whitemark pub the night before, we awoke mid morning and wandered downstairs to a cooked breakfast. With the bureau forecasting strong winds and high seas for the next three days, we spent the afternoon sitting in the pub and chatting to the locals over many a beer. We moved to the balcony to enjoy the afternoon sunshine and just as we were about to wander back downstairs to watch the final session of the cricket, a voice shouted up from the street “is one of you blokes Nick Lightfoot?” After brief introductions, we established that the voice belonged to another of Nick’s family friends. We were very kindly invited to join ‘Janet and Nick’ for dinner that evening, to which we happily accepted. After perhaps one of the nicest roast lamb dinners I have ever eaten, we returned to the pub and continued drinking well into the night.