(Somehow I managed to delete this day’s entry, so I am going to have to re-create it from my flawed memory)
As everything was closed ashore this Sunday I didn’t go ashore to do anything but walk around a bit and stretch my legs. I recall a medical problem involving a Tayne, a hot pan and a stomach on Katzenellenbogen and in the process of finding my Flamazine cream I located the remnants of my surgical gloves in one airtight medical chest. And finally there was the PAYS (Portsmouth Association of Yacht Services) barbecue ashore to finish off this day.
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