We’re still zigzaging our way to French Guiana, We’ve completed one zig and now we’re on the zag!

 

Major culinary disappointment yesterday. We found that our eggs were off. The smell was dreadful. There were a few survivors which Liz carefully wrapped up in kitchen paper and placed them carefully in a plastic box. Sadly, this morning just when I felt like an egg butty more of the eggs had succumbed. I gave them to Neptune with due ceremony and imagined them imploding as the pressure increased. That would have given the fish a surprise! I don’t suppose they would often see an imploding egg never mind a dozen of them!

 

P,L, M and M