I have been handed the correspondence role once again, can't be my typing skills, must be my shorthand.
On watch at midnight counting the revellers returning, some struggling to set and keep a straight course others reviving the lost art of the sea shanty at full voice, no X factors here.
The rest of the night was spent in harbour with nothing to report.
Awoke this morning to the sound of cows mooing,checked under bunk but found nothing, realised through the fog of sleep that this was the early morning call. Timescale for leaving was 11.30, this meant we had plenty of time for 'happy half hour' a revision of the happy hour as the popular consensus was that it was better to be upside down cleaning the heads in port than on the sea.
On my way to the sunny side of the ship I was then challenged to a root veg peeling contest, being part Swede I aced this! Before we left there was a chance for assisted climbs to the first platform on the masts, Debby, Anne and John rose to the challenge and enjoyed the views, whilst the rest of us looked on.
The leaving of La Palma, was seamless, followed by a hearty lunch, root veg tonight as it was conspicuous by its absence here. Sails aloft we are heading to the bottom of Tenerife, hopefully arriving tomorrow morning. The remains of the happy hour await, which will provide the afternoons entertainment, a challenge of 'deck curling' from Iain has been taken up, so break out the brooms and soap bars.
STOP PRESS. Dolphins off the bow, incredible to watch, enjoying our company as much as we enjoyed theirs, superb.