Well thank you to Jules from the Race Cffice for sending in the full lyrics to "O Come All Ye Faithful". To be honest though I don't know what was better. Hearing the abridged much shorter version that the crew formerly knew, or now being subjected to the full five minute version... on repeat. It is nice to see though that the team is getting into the Christmas Spirit.
Little Red (our incredibly tanned resident Sydneysider) has assured me that
having a warm and sunny Christmas is a perfectly normal thing to do, however
I'm still not sure I agree with it. Christmas is about sitting in front of a
fire, cup of eggnog in hand, wind and snow beating outside your window, and
being all rugged up with your favourite beanie on, isn't it?
Speaking of which, if you need a brand new fantastic pink woolen beanie then have I got news for you! (Excellent segue there Cap'n Lance). My dearest mother, Mumma Cap'n Lance, and her merry band of friends from the All Saints Church Knitting Group in Clevelys have decided to help out and knit a big bunch of fantastic pink woolen beanies for Christmas. These fantastic pink woolen beanies will be delivered to Gosport once they are finished and will then be ready to be shipped out. So if you want a great Christmas present for either yourself or your loved ones then why not order a fantastic pink woolen beanie now. Oh, and all the profits we raise will be going to Unicef so it's definitely for a great cause. Get in touch with our Facebook supporters group (all the cool kids have liked it already and I know you want to be cool too) and we will be able to get your fantastic pink woolen beanie to you straight away.
In other news, we've been glued to the Nav Station again as we continue to fight for positions with GREAT Britain, Nasdaq and HotelPlanner.com. A certain young and eligible Watch Leader of mine has also been glued to the screen waiting for Visit Seattle to come out of Stealth Mode - he seems to have a vested interest for some reason. I've been watching him sit there, reading his book "Emotional Intelligence - Is It Better Than Being a Smart Ass?" and I must say he cuts a fine figure of a man. Speaking of emotional intelligence (excellent segue number two Cap'n Lance), I think I've just suffered my worst emotional challenge on the boat yet.
I have a routine when it comes to breakfast and it is borderline sacred to me. I have a bowl of Cheerios, followed by two pieces of toast with butter and jam and then I top it off with a white coffee with one sugar. The Cheerios are the cornerstone of the meal and without them I have nothing to look forward to in my day. Yesterday it was revealed to me that we are out of Cheerios... I am beyond words as to how devastated I am, It was then revealed to me that we have run out of jam. And the butter will only last for one more day. And then I was served a black coffee with no sugar.
(Editors note - Claire ‘bear’ Fulton here - this is a straight out lie - we did have two packets of Cheerios left, but someone has hidden them, whoever it is....they are a brave man or woman!
Re the jam - Little Red (whose ego writes cheques his body cant cash!) had a boy look and didn’t find the 5kg tub of jam as it was in the stores rather than right in front of him! Finally, the reason we will run out of butter is that the boys managed to use an entire block at dinner time.
So in summary on Red and Nanos Mother Watch, they hid the Cheerios, lost the jam, used all the butter, made horrendous coffee (once even with salt water) and royally annoyed the Skip. I feel a punishment coming on!)
I won't lie, I nearly set sail for Tasmania after that. I went straight to the lazarette looking for our inflatable dingy and oars in the hope that I good row back to Hobart. The only thing that stopped me was the news that Australia doesn't sell Cheerios at all.
So for now please send all your winds towards us so that we may arrive in Sydney on time. Also, if any of you have some spare Cheerios please send them to P. Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way, Sydney. I know a guy who lives there.
Ta
Lance