Every afternoon we take a seat by the harbour and watch the yachts mooring for the night. It’s a good spectator sport, as the potential for things to go wrong is ever present. Manoeuvring a big boat in a small, crowded harbour is difficult, and having moored our own boat on dozens of occasions, we know exactly how the skippers are feeling as their expertise (or lack of it) is put on show for all to see. There’s also the unspoken ‘my boat’s bigger than yours’ competition. A skipper might proudly moor his pride and joy, only to be immediately upstaged by the arrival of a much grander yacht.

Sometimes however, things get a bit silly, and yesterday was a good example. A yacht has arrived that is actually too big to enter the harbour. This means that the crew have to anchor out in the bay, which pretty much defeats the object of having a yacht at all. Instead of elegantly stepping off your beautiful boat onto the quayside, you have to endure a trip into the harbour in a rubber dinghy, which is rather less dignified. Anyhow, here they are, doubtless with more money than sense.

Last night we dined at a restaurant which boasts the nicest sunset view in the area. It didn’t disappoint.

The food was pretty good too.

Eventually the sun hit the horizon, and everyone got their photos.

This morning we had a walk around the headland. Big ferries pass close to the village. This one has sailed from Bari in southern Italy. It will call in at Corfu Town and then continue to Sami on the island of Kefalonia.