On reaching Whaletown we stopped quickly at Burnsude and I saw my cousin Sean briefly. He looks far too good for his age and I hold it against him. Otherwise only Susan was there. She does not like me much. She doesn’t like many people much.
Then we headed down to Sutil Point. Evelyn has claim the role of navigator, possibly to justify continuing to bratishly demand the front passenger seat at all times. But forgot the map, and the instructions, and is terrible at keeping track. Dad is little better. And in the back I could barely hear anything they were saying, and they both ignored anything that I said. So the trip was a touch infuriating.
We got to dad cousin Ann’s house for dinner and a pleasant night of talking in front of her fire while Evelyn befriended the sickly 19 year old cat, Cat.
That night we got beds. Actual beds. And in seperate rooms. It was amazing.
In the morning, after an overly generous breakfast, we went for walk through the Hollyhock hippie resort down to Sunny Brae Farm to visit and so Ann could buy fresh eggs for Sunday breakfast.
It was a very nice walk to the farm, and pleasant conversation there with a member of one of the islands other old families, the ones who have the town named after them.
Then in the afternoon we went back to Burnside and I met my cousin Allen, the last of my first cousins I needed to meet to complete the set. Collection completed. Achievement awarded...... or something. A pleasant afternoon was had as Allen and David installed a repaired floating pier. Susan even faked liking us all.
Then back to Sutil Point for a delicious dinner prepare for us by Shortie (my second cousin Ellan (my family has too many, and too many variations of, Alans)). Chicken enchiladas. It was very good. Then we sat down for a pleasant evening of chatting about our lives.
Below are photos from the day.
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