Last night was too rough to sleep any more than dozing on and off all night. On arrival into a sunny Stanley in the afternoon Steve and I walked into town in search of tea and cake. It was strange to be back on land again, as accustomed to the ship that I have become, and to see trees and cars – and lots of people! – and more strange when the entire Stanley police and fire vehicles came in convey down the main street blaring horns and with Father Christmas in tow! We walked along to visit the war memorials before heading back for dinner on the ship. Christmas eve culminated in a walk back into town to sightsee the likes of the Victory, Deanos, Rose and Globe and to bring in Christmas with the locals.