STILL no Mermaids but last nights fine dining of fillet steak, fresh asparagus, petit pois and daughinoise potatoes had to be delayed slightly by the arrival of yet another Dorade on the port line. Bigger than last times so decided to have a change and fillet this one instead of taking the easy option and just cutting it into steaks. Colin took a particular liking to this one as it had bulging eyes which he thought made it look very pretty ( I think the solitude's getting to him at last ).
On the entertainment front I think we're going to have to have a re-think. The game of deck rounders had to be abandoned after we realised that once we'd put the fielders out to their allotted positions on the 100 yard line then we were left with no-one to helm the canoe. Next we tried rugby - the might of Russia against the bulk of Yorkshire. All went well until the scrum when we realised that it's difficult to spot the ball below when it's in 3 miles depth of water.
We've tried water skiing but every time we get the skis out then there's a big argument about who goes first so play has to be abandoned.We'll maybe try sledging tomorrow to celebrate the fact that there's snow in Yorkshire this week. Speaking of which, the Yorkshire flag is holding up well and we've had a further 196 applications today for naturalisation.
Tomorrows lunch should be a beauty as the Russian contingent have made a call on one of their THREE iridium phones to an unspecified office in their homeland for further supplies of the best caviare so we're expecting the supply submarine to surface forthwith!
But all this pales into insignificance when you realise that yesterday we baked fresh bread on board. Yes, really.
Neil for Tranquilizer crew.