It is about ten days since I last wrote my blog, I seem to find it harder and harder to find things to write. Whether that is because I find myself in front of the computer all day or because much of the time days merge into one I am not sure. All I know is that things have been busy since we have sailed, we have got a lot done in a short space of time with flying and gunnery serials to ensure that we maintain our currency whilst on task. There have been some notably long days, especially last week when we had a choke point transit and Navs and I ended up staying up for 24hrs. When the morning came we had said that we would have breakfast as we thought that we would finish the transit just after 7 but as we finished at 0600 we both whimped out of breakfast, a fact that father didn’t let us forget as he had stayed up for breakfast. Mind you it wasn’t that bad as I managed to get a lot done over the course of the transit and for once I felt that I had caught up with everything.
This time out the weather has been noticeably more bumpy with the South West monsoon finally setting in across the area. I had forgotten how much I hate rolling around as it does make one feel awfully tired but at least things are better now that we have our stabilisers out. The rough weather has kept the pirates back in their camps which is good news as well.
I just can’t believe how quickly June is going, I definitely feel like I am on the home stretch now with August just around the corner. I am really looking forward to getting to the airport and seeing Debbie and the little ones. They will have changed so much by the time I get home. I just hope we have a bit of an Indian Summer so that I can take them to the beach, down the Tarka Trial and have some BBQs. I am starting to look forward to being able to cook again as the food has got very repetitive on here with stale baguettes generally for Lunch Monday and Wednesday, Spud you dislike Tuesday, over cooked pasta bar Thursday and Battered Grey fish and chips Friday. Saying that we usually have a nice steak (honest we have had some really good steaks not the normal shoe sole, tough as old rubber steaks that are the norm) and Sunday morning we get croissants which are always nice. The local sliced bread is horrible, it is like white hairy cardboard, in fact it reminds me of the toy bread that Beth has in her play house. I have made the mistake of watching some cooking programmes (The last Navs gave me a few episodes of the F Word) and I really want to make some fresh bread, fresh pasta and have a general play in the kitchen.
I have decided that I need to be more careful with what I watch and read before I go to bed at night as I have been having some very strange dreams. Yesterday I watched Shutter Island (definitely worth a watch even though it had Leonardo Di Caprio as the main character) which was quite disturbing and then I continued reading the ‘Diary of the Displaced’ which is a very strange book but quite intriguing. Needless to say all sorts was going on in my dreams, running away from Zombies and leaving suitcases in a hotel room which was identical to my cabin. No wonder I woke up feeling like a bag of wotsit. I think I will find a gentler book to read when I have finished this one.
Well that’s about it for now, off for a bike ride in a bit to read my book. At least if there are any zombies in it I can pretend I am cycling away from them which is much more civilized and far more effective than running from them.
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