Day Twelve Galap to Marq
Zepher
Chris & Lyn Darch
Thu 5 Jun 2008 17:45
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06:17.66S
113:07.20W
The Bouncing Ti Tock
Hi Ya All,
Its the bouncing chef here , breakfast was a roller
coaster ride , just like the Nemesis at Alton Towers , one hand on the toaster ,
the other on the kettle whilst spread eagled across the galley on what fun , it
was even more a hoot when breakfast was delivered to the cockpit in a steel tray
, Lyn between swells buttered up and slapped lots of peanut butter on her toast
,only to find it flying through the air in Robs direction , well they say that
the guilty attracts his pray , in the form of peanuts no less , his Snicker days
come back to haunt him , still protesting his innocence in the cockpit this
morning and accusing the kipper of using his influence with his learned friends
to have an decision against him qualified , it was pointed out to him that most
of Veg mans friends would dob him straight in it , example was sent by my sister
yesterday and no doubt more will follow so I think you are pretty safe "Innocent
Rob".
Rob has also shaved off his eleven day growth of
hair from his face in an attempt to show his innocent face ! Lyn and Ruth remain
impartial in the " Snicker nicker affair , but would have liked a quarter of it
at the time ..
Lyn continues in her quest for bigger fish ,
the hooks that she is using seem to get bigger by the day it worries me what
will eventually end up on the hook !
Meanwhile I am being castigated again for my
chefing abilities , I have to follow Lyn's Roast beef dinner last night followed
by apple crumble .. lunch was also a winner with bacon tortias with tomato and
onion filling .. I'm afraid with the increased motion I will be going "Navy" pot
mess seems to be looming on the horizon at the moment for all three eating
occasions ..
The half way stage looms closer , with an
increase in speed to seven knots and that Marquasan beer seems to tast better by
the day .. we will of course in the tradition of Zephyr on arrival drink a beer
from the last port of call which Rob has stashed away somewhere onboard
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A crew "tossed" in peanut butter
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