A Sailor's Lot: Forgotten by all but a ship of elves

There are few souls more deserving of attention than the mariner who works on Christmas Day.

As I sat on the cliffs by Astwood Cove on Saturday I saw a large blue car ship five miles offshore, leaving the island and very very slowly heading South West, away to the Caribbean, or maybe to Panama and then across to the Pacific... And I thought just how strange it might be to be at sea at Christmas, with a family (of sorts) but not your own...