No Man's Land 11

The day starts with breakfast on the summit, I use up the last of my eggs and this time add sweet corn. I notice a wooden palette has washed up on my shore so I rescue it and use it as a table.

A cameraman from the Irish Times circles No Man's Land in a boat and later puts an incredible video of my project on YouTube. He interviews some tourists on the quays regarding their thoughts about my project which makes for interesting viewing.

I heat up some tomato soup for lunch and spend a lot of the day writing about my island experiences and thoughts in my sketchbook. At some stage an incredibly nice man called Dave Kelly rows by in a beautifully crafted currach. He offers to take me for a trip in his boat which I reluctantly have to decline as I'm committed to staying put on my sandy home. He's a huge lover of the Liffey and rows through town dressed as Santa every Christmas Eve.

At 4pm all the staff at 02 head office pile on to their balconies & give me a wave, this is organised through the wonder of Twitter. I really appreciate the gesture and even though I'm physically isolated I feel in no way lonely.

There's a beautiful sunset, the wind has completely disappeared and I spend hours taking in the peace of the night, eating olives, drinking gin and listening to some fantastic radio.