The ship left Suez in convoy at 4.00am, when I was fast asleep, so we’re well on our way through the canal when I wake around 7.00, and we’ll reach the mediterranean by nightfall so I don’t want to miss a thing. Peter is still on watch and I sit up at one of the portholes looking out at sand,…
SIX WEEKS AT SEA IN THE SEVENTIES – PART TWO
