Many many years ago I took the bucket they used to call the 'mail boat' from DunLaoghaire to Holyhead. Down to the ferry Friday evening straight after work, dinner was a sausage roll & a pre-packed apple & blackberry thing from the bar, there being no Maccys or the like in those days. By the time we left the protection of the harbour people were already looking pale & within an hour the bathrooms were awash with puke from those who didn't make it to the sink or bowl & the smell throughout the boat was appalling. Shortly thereafter I regifted my dinner to the plumbing system. For the first hour or two I was afraid I was going to die, for the rest of the journey I was afraid I wasn't going to die...
Never underestimate the small strip of water that is the Irish Sea !
Never underestimate the small strip of water that is the Irish Sea !