My Big Adventure - Day 1

Not the best of days for a big adventure.  Our target had disappeared, totally enshrouded* in mist.  On the ferry we chose not to go to the roulette wheel, or play snooker.  After sweeping kippers off the deck we cast off.  There were hornpipes in all directions but no sign of Captain Pugwash.  Patrick O'Brian would have had to reconsider his main narrative.

We took with us 4 sacks of the black substance that we are not allowed to mention nowadays.  And six packs of logs.

Mr McLaren had played a blinder and reinvigorated the plumbing.  There is now hot water and a functioning WC.  It's good to share.  We are now in the land of no Internet so l will be posting this second class, without a stamp.

Having settled in CMC says she is building up to a spot of measuring.  She also says 'Why be mundane?'

Has Ben Sidran ever visited Tuba City? I think we should know.

*word courtesy of CMC.