Did I want to be special? Or did I just want to be seen?

I visited Cape Clear island last weekend. 

It was a work trip — I was conducting research for my new novel — as I wouldn’t be one for stepping onto a boat for pleasure, not since the Journey Home from Inisheer Disaster of ’94. 

Note to parents: allowing your child to eat an entire tube of Pringles before setting sail in ‘rough swells’ is never going to end well.

The Cruise to Egypt of 2002 is a close second in memorable sea journeys, with my mother and I fighting over the toilet for two very long days while Dad and Michelle arrived back to the cabin every evening raving about the food and the entertainment and the Long Island Iced Teas.

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