Well, I promised I'd add any messages Fred sent me, so I can only apologise for the terrible attempt at a joke he has now sent on... Sunday 23rd 1550 hrs Home 1350 Ship The clocks have gone back yet again, at this rate we will be getting up before we go to bed. I'm still trying to not overeat, but the food is so good that it is becoming difficult. As we are still at sea there is not much to report, although there is a rumour going around that we will be visited by some old guy, unshaven, with scruffy hair and a red suit. It is said he goes by the name of Father Christmas. As if. We saw our first show on board yesterday evening, songs from the musicals. Although it's not
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