This was a holiday well away from smoke-filled committee rooms. We went to Orkney. Rowland, May Chipulina, my sister Baba and me stayed in South Ronaldsay, visited just about every archaeological site on the various islands and played bridge every evening.
The ferry from Scrabster was the SS Ola. The locals called it the Rolly-Poly Ola for reasons which we soon came to understand on the return journey after some very windy weather.