5 trolley loads of caviar, mateus rose, truffles and Dom Perignon there is rebellion brewing amongst the motleys. Why no Cristal? Why no Moët I hear? The foie gras shelf was empty and the yacht is dangerously low in the water.
In true cool hand Luke-style I have issued strict instructions that all crew members drink 15 cans per hour whilst facing downwind on the boat until our feet are dry again and we can stop keeping watch for submarines out of the saloon window.
Tonight is the Jeanneau owners dinner... I shall go dressed in rags
El venerable skipper