What a day this has been. Twelve (12) pubs, 6 pints of Scapa Special, 1 inadvisable Orkney whisky, far too much country music on the St Ola jukebox, which ends with me needing just the one (1) pub tick to join the immortal Pubmeister in completing a current (rather than 1987) Good Beer Guide.
Mrs RM (can you spot her ?) is more excited than I am.
Here is the route to the Taversoe on Rousay.
The ferry is booked, the table for two (2) is booked for noon, Baa Baa Toure tells me all will be fine, but I can’t sleep.
I’ve phoned the lady at the Taversoe three times; she says she’ll be open. But what if she isn’t ?