A magnificent breakfast prepared by the chef (tho’ I say so myself.) Doug asked for stewed tomatoes, Val for scrambled eggs, so I prepared both, served on top of a piece of wholemeal bread. I had just climbed up into the cockpit to eat mine, when a huge wave came over the side, drowning me + my breakfast. I was so upset that I immediately went below + made a cup of tea (tho’ actually my breakfast was unharmed.) One of the nicest things about this boat is the tea. Not only is it excellent (it’s an English-style tea, + we drink it with condensed milk) but it’s also freely available whenever one wants to make some. But then the same goes, more or less, for all the food + drink aboard.
The weather was fairly unpleasant all day, + it was quite a relief to arrive at cocktail hour. My turn to cook dinner, which somewhat to my surprise + entirely to my delight, turned out excellently. We had strips of roast pork, with roast potatoes, baked onions, + cabbage. Then watch, then bed.
Mostly about food, which was, to be fair, the only note of variety or interest in the day.
However, a note about photos. No, we didn’t have a pair of stowaways, but I have reached the point (also encountered elsewhere) of entirely running out of photos. We took very few on the boat, long ago realising how limited the subject matter is. So I will trawl through ones that have somehow missed the cut, however inappropriate they are to our current citcumstances.
