In the early hours of this morning Brian was woken up by a high pitched
scream - it was me screaming! Brian leapt up Christopher stayed oblivious. I
was defending myself in the dark against flying fish throwing themselves at
me from the deep dark sea. Now wide awake Brian decided to stay up with me.
We looked at each other we looked at the sky ummm... we said to each other
that looks like a sqaull coming. We can't go round it, we can't go under it
and we go over it oh no we've got to go through it! So we did singing - to
the tune of 'Do you know the Muffin Man?'- Chris Tibbs the weatherman
weatherman weatherman, Chris Tibbs the weatherman hadasquall rule of thumb -
but neither of us could remember what it was! We got wet! We have been
informed from home that we are now last in the fleet - we'll keep singing!
