Alex was attacked by a giant cuttlefish and later locked herself in the aft cabin.
Jane spotted the first flying fish.
Andrew is still suffering from a headache- not sure it's necessarily dehydration....
Robin and Jane callously scoffed the last ripe banana, so the other 3 got their revenge by having a midnight feast with some of the fresh bread.
The water Ayatollah is fiercely enforcing the 2 litre water quotas.
The rest of the fleet appear to be following the Bewick and their superior tackticks.
Robin is clearly leading the race for toys, however, sadly lost points for a fresh water hair wash.
Crew has finally clicked that bad behaviour is punishable by having to try and sleep with the engine on.
After a small freezer-related scare, it seems to be finally up and running, and we may be spared the delight of the tinned tripe and onions.
All apart from Andrew and Alex have visited the diary room (heads) today.