

Kirkwall, UK
I woke up this morning - after not really having slept - to a dark and very windy island. I packed and watched the Hoobs until 8, the time I'd booked for breakfast, then went downstairs to sit on my own in the bar and wonder how it all worked.
The manager appeared at last and offered me tea or coffee, then a choice of things that come in a bowl, like cereal or porridge or yoghurt. I had some cornflakes and having turned down any sort of cooker breakfast he made...