I shot some footage in the dark at Ballintoy Harbour, real primal hulk smash stuff, but it didn’t come out. Instead, me at Sheep Island View hostel in Ballintoy. It’s not embedding, so go spot the difference over on YouTube.
And the haircut from the very skilled woman in Ballycastle,
I’m smiling on the inside, honestly.
I got to Rathlin Island and made it back okay, of which more tomorrow.
The ferry was quite 21st century, unlike the tale Warren Ellis tells of Garth Ennis’ stag party in 2000.
That high-larious story is here and there’s an audio version knocking about somewhere too.