‘For miles in every direction lay a desert of sand’

I’ve been fretting about how we get from Brünsbuttel on October 5 to Wangerooge on October 15. Carruthers and Davies have their little boat ‘Dulcibella’. We do not. We’re planning to turn up on the banks of the Elbe on bicycles. Even if we did get hold of a Dulcibella-like boat (skippered by someone whoContinue reading “‘For miles in every direction lay a desert of sand’”