Geoff writes: it was almost certainly flyable at Santa Brigida today (the very strong winds shown on the left are Tramuntana, and Santa Brigida works well in that), but in the end we decided not to bother, and stayed in to do some work, mostly on the never ending accounts (which, actually, are nearing the end). In the evening, Judith went to her parents to make Christmas biscuits, which turned out to be rock hard, and probably inedible. Still, it was the journey, rather than the arrival, which was important…