Ahoy!

Sunday is chore day in the Carpathia.

I have hoovered the lower deck and emptied the bilge. The galley is pretty much clean and later we will clean the Head. I am taking a moment or two before going back downstairs to swab the galley deck.

Furtle is currently writing the ship's log and is engrossed in research material and looming deadlines.

The laundry is largely done and there are knickers flying from the mainmast as we sail across through the tropics that are the midday hours of Sunday.

Later: Beyond swabbing the Head and polishing the binnacle, the bobstays and boltropes are now stowed and we have scoured the futtocks where the kedge scrapes them. We have breamed the scuppers and plugged the haweshole with a trunnel.

I'm off for a grog.

Ahoy!

Sunday is chore day in the Carpathia.

I have hoovered the lower deck and emptied the bilge. The galley is pretty much clean and later we will clean the Head. I am taking a moment or two before going back downstairs to swab the galley deck.

Furtle is currently writing the ship's log and is engrossed in research material and looming deadlines.

The laundry is largely done and there are knickers flying from the mainmast as we sail across through the tropics that are the midday hours of Sunday.

Later: Beyond swabbing the Head and polishing the binnacle, the bobstays and boltropes are now stowed and we have scoured the futtocks where the kedge scrapes them. We have breamed the scuppers and plugged the haweshole with a trunnel.

I'm off for a grog.