Second Week Adrift

The beginning of the second week. The week begins with a 9am meeting from the boss's boss's boss in London. You don't need to know the subject matter to listen into these briefings. Things are always moving forward. This week we learn that if anything is threatening to go tits up (my own crude metaphor), then the said boss man will, "put his foot on the ball and re-calibrate".
I couldn't have put it better myself. I took a stroll in the grounds at lunchtime and was appalled to see huge waves of grass. Last night I'd dreamt that the boat was filling with water. Off to bed with my inflatable, just in case.