Surely you must think that I have lost it and while away the miles making up words. Not so. Lolligag is a favourite. I bust it out whenever I can because it always makes me smile.

We are, jn fact, lolligagging. The wind refuses to rise above 6 knots and the swell refuses to sink below 6 feet. Seaburban is squeezed betwixt.

The net result is a continued welcome rest for everyone and everything aboard. Lolligagging at its finest.

Eventually the wind will return. When it does, we want to in the SE trades and not trapped below the high pressure ridge building over us now. Below implies head winds. Above and in the trades implies reaching. In the meantime, lolligag. And smile.