Status Updates From Tinkerbelle

"...got my mustache in the best shape possible..."

"...it was widely reported that I was lost, but of course I wasn't. It was simply that nobody knew where I was except me."

"You are big news." Said the note dropped by the RAF search plane. Reminding me that this man who writes so blithely about being swept overboard 6 times, was swept overboard SIX times!

There is a definite water ratness about some people that must stand them in good stead on a long cruise. Some of it must be inborn. How much can be learned, I wonder.

"And, since I was there of my own choice, I had won the right to experience whatever that entailed, good or bad."

oh, yeah. amphetamines were available over the counter in the 60s. Moral of chapter 8: don't do drugs. I mean, unless you're sure you've got it under control. I wonder if there's a way to get pharmaceutical grade meth these days?

We still give them to fighter pilots.

sleepy

Oof. Chapter 6 was a slog.

A book about pocket cruising, written entirely in dad-humor. Still I can't put it down.