In Transit


I can’t tell you how I felt when the island of Guernsey appeared out of the mist on the starboard bow of the Condor Liberation yesterday afternoon. The emotions began to well up in me as we approached Guernsey, finally entering St Peter Port harbour, and then driving off the boat onto those so familiar roads. Roads I haven’t seen for eight long years.


Sark on the port bow, Herm and Guernsey to Starboard

I grew up in Guernsey. Although I wasn’t born on the island, it holds my earliest memories, and so many of my most wonderful memories of childhood and school. Added to those childhood memories are the memories from the numerous subsequent family holidays where our children have grown to love the small and beautiful island I call home. Continue reading