We've Been There.

The sea was calm last night but only until we reached The North Sea. After six hours of listening to my MP3 player, I gave up all pretence of sleep, dressed, and went upstairs to a lounge in the middle of the boat and wedged myself securely into the corner of an armchair. The theory is that the boat rotates in three axes: roll, pitch and yaw. Her four corners are the worst as you not only experience the rotations, but the rotations are translated in to linear motion in the three axes; on the other hand, at the centre, there are only rotations which can be eliminated, if necessary, by rocking one’s head to cancel out the motion. Thus it was that I had a couple of hours of blissful sleep before strolling (after the fashion of a drunk) in to the restaurant for breakfast. I was surprised that I was so badly de-stabilised by the motion when others, considerably more geriatric than myself, were coping well. I wished that I had a Zimmer frame at my disposal.

Mrs TD seemed to fare worse than myself having stayed in her bunk for a good three hours longer than I did.

The blip is of the wakes created by our twin screws while the extra is of the figurehead, not on the prow, but just beneath the bridge.

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