Day two

Day two

With a bit of a late night for all of us last night we all slept through the disturbing 6am alarms to wake to the sun beaming through the cabin windows. The dingy needed to get pumped up and the several attempts from last night had been in vain as the valve was broken! We managed to get a compressor and Mick the boat owner was grinning with accomplishment as the small vessel called Joker was inflated. Ben and I took the opportunity to row around the marina laughing about all the rich smarmaris social club reprobates as they sat twirling their thumbs waiting for their servants to serve them breakfast.We got back to the boat with a cigar I had bought from the marina deli and I lit it up to try to create new smell in the cabins, Mick saw it and said "you remind me of a film character" cheers i said, which one he said "Lassi having a shit" cheers so now I'm a stowaway border collie! 
The Gps guy came with a blinging new GPS and all the little odds and ends like water pumps and autopilots got sorted around us. Vince was not happy about the big drink up last night and seemed to feel abit worse for wear, tensions were high over apparent competence issues and mutany on the seemed on cards as Doug realised he could possibly be the captain instead of Vince. Despite the slight change in group dynamic everyone was still having a laugh and we went out for a lovely meal in the Marina restaurant, I chose a suitably sea themed dish of Octopus casserole which had loads of great flavour and although i feel like fucking rick stein saying this it inspired me for my own home cooking project with octopuses, a few beers where had again tonight but boose is band on the yacht while we are at sea so I thought I'd better make the most of our last night on land. I have a new bunk now and the door has a lock so hopefully I can play dead while the ridiculously early wake up schedule tommorow goes ahead