The day started quietly on board - well, except for the squeaky fenders being squashed into submission by vewwy, vewwy strong winds. One by one the crew awoke with JJ being too late for the initial tea round of the day. Still half asleep he stumbled into the cockpit and dressed then sat down to tighten some fastenings on the 'country cottage' (that's the luxury cockpit tent, to the uninitiated). During said proceedings it appears he sat in a puddle - well that was his explanation anyway. That is how it came about that today JJ is wearing The Wrong Trousers.

The crew then divided and the Skipper a.k.a. Chief Engineer went about his important engine checks whilst the (un)trusty crew went shopping. After regaling each other with tales of our successes, Skip' prepared to become a submariner - well almost, entering a half inflated dinghy to check and clear the propellers of weed. This time the crew were very trustworthy, ensuring Skip' didn't get crushed or drowned. Another successful mission, celebrated with a hot cup of tea and biscuits.

The lock-keeper let some water out and White Satin sunk lower into the marina so the view changed for our pre-dinner drinks! Another early start tomorrow so we can get out of this marina. We then tie up to a pontoon in deep water to await the tide. Hopefully, we'll make a tea time arrival at St Katherine's Dock. Fingers crossed everyone!