Today we took the ferry over to Iona for the morning service which was led by Iona's version of Billy Connolly, though with slightly less (but only slightly - never heard a sermon use the word Viagra before) colourful language...
After the Service, it's traditional to share an oatcake with a stranger. Our children all joined in with this, and we received many compliments on how polite and interesting our our children were - a credit to school and parents.
We had a picnic lunch and a tour of the abbey, then headed down to the beach where Mr Norris's probe told us the sea was a creditable 13 degrees. Most of the children swam, though the staff were slightly more sensible, with the exception of the foolhardy Mr Smith-Langridge, who elected to frighten the seals.
All the excitement of the beach collage competition was too much for another member of staff, though...
A great day's weather, hopefully we'll have another decent day tomorrow, then the rain looks set to descend and descend and descend...