Well, I am now in Northern Ireland.
A long journey from Chorley to Cairnryan, and I had got the time of the ferry wrong - fortunately it was the right way, in as much as we didn't miss the boat, but had to wait a bit for it.
Realising the error before we got to the port, I was able to make a slight detour, and visit a couple of fields on the bank of the Solway Firth where I led a Grimsby, Cleethorpes and District Scout Camp for 100 Scouts in 1981. And I found the very spot! It was great! 30 years ago when we were there, Prince Charles married Princess Diana, and also during the week my great interest in the 1st World War was first ignited, in a visit to Edinburgh Castle - an interest which was eventually to lead me from the cosy world of banking, to Theological College and almost 22 wonderful years as an ordained minister. A very special moment.
Sadly the ferry crossing was calm, but I did manage to have an hours sleep in the "Quiet Lounge" even if I did wake myself and others up with my snoring.
I have also been frantically reading a book on the history of Northern Ireland, and the background to the troubles - found it very interesting, and surprised myself by how much I have read in a short time.
I have now just woken up after a good night's sleep.
A tour of the trouble spots of Belfast today, with a gentleman who I have never met, but whom I am looking forward to meeting very much indeed.
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