We left the rolly anchorage of Fort de France, having stocked up on school exercise books and embroidery thread for Mia's friendship bracelets. We had been warned by the lady in the sewing shop to put our wallets away and fasten our bags confirming what had already felt; that Fort de France was more like a city, with the usual lurking characters. This was confirmed further more by Pete telling us that he had chased some 'yoofs' out of dinghy who were trying to start the engine, whilst we were shopping. Filled up with diesal, water and changed our leaving-Martinique-date from 11th March to next Wednesday and then headed across the bay to Anse Mitan. Mark has also bought insulation panels to completely re-do the fridge in an attempt to conserve our energy. Although he has fixed the solar panels and they are now charging the batteries, the fridge is a constant drain. So today I think school will be brief and conducted in a cafe as we evacuate Pegasus in preparation for some furious fridge attacking. I'm glad we've distributed the wahoo to Samba and another yacht, Rocking Horse, as it won't last without a fridge..........the big question is will I last without a fridge?!