The above views are of Roscoff which we walked around whilst we waited to get on the ferry, an attractive old town and home to the origin of the French onion sellers who travelled to England to sell their wares.
When we eventually got onto the ferry we were positioned right at the front so when we docked in Plymouth just over 6 hours later we were first off the ferry. Driving on the left again is strange and it’s pitch black, haven’t been used to it being so dark so early.
We are parked up on a large car park overlooking Plymouth Sound, readying ourselves for the trip north tomorrow. It will have been exactly 8 weeks since we last left home.