A Darwinian Experiment
02 February 2013
It is never far from your mind, the thought that these were the waters in which Darwin sailed aboard the Beagle during which time he gave thought and experiment to what was to become his masterwork on evolution. So, in honour of Darwin we have not been cleaning out the fridge in the hope that some new creature might emerge from in the 'soup' that is swilling around in the bottom of it. We would then declare a new theory on how life came to be. But this morning I declared that enough is enough. The stink was vile and we had, for several days, been blaming the cheese.Then we remembered the burgers bought over a week ago. They were duly slung into the ocean under the gaze of a smallish albatross of which there are many hereabouts. I noticed none of swooped- they were that bad. So after a very rough night with a heavy sea breaking now and again across us, the sun is out, the sea a bit flatter and the sky blue. So I passed many packets of butter, frankfurters and cheese up to Mike in the cockpit who gave them a seawater rinse to get the smell off them. So Gold Star for Mike who had just come to the end of a long, cold watch. But the biggest Gold Star of all goes to Malcolm who brought me breakfast in bed - fried bread, eggs and tomato! Beat that. We're still worried about Malcolme, though. It's possible he's had enough. He's started singing 'The Green Green Grass of Home'.