I took the boat into the lock and then into the finger berth. I managed to not stop in time and smacked the bow into the pontoon. Brian wasn’t happy. The exam was the next day.

Despite the late night, I still woke up at 6am.  I tried to revise a bit but instead thought it much funnier to go through my “RYA Yachtmaster” book and draw speech bubbles coming from everyones’ mouths saying “Do you know what I mean?”  I showed it to Max when he got up and, when he laughed, I said “What!?  That’s how people on boat’s talk!?”

Brian had a “migraine” and so he asked Stan to skipper and take us over to anchor for lunch off of Southend pier.  We kept ourselves entertained on deck by tagging “Do you know what I mean?” to everything we said, and just saying it on its own for absolutely no reason.  T went back to sleep.

When Brian got up, I said to Stan that he “was like a bear with a sore head” but, from his reaction, I don’t think they have that saying in Australia.  T kept asking whether it was “actually a migraine, and not a hangover, do you know what I mean?”

We had lunch and then we left and other people did some stuff and then we came back to the marina around 7pm.  I took the boat into the lock and then into the finger berth.  I managed to not stop in time and smacked the bow into the pontoon.  Brian wasn’t happy.  The exam was the next day.  “We can spend the morning doing boat handling tomorrow,” he said, and then walked away.

As we still had to finish our passage plans, we decided to go to the “all you can eat for £6 Chinese buffet” and pig out.  Following that we went on to the barge to finish up.  After a couple of hours, during which I had failed to write up my passage plan neatly and T had drawn up a sex lesson on the whiteboard, I gave up.  When I confused the lats with the longs on the chart I knew it was time to stop.  We would have some time to do it the following afternoon and so it would have to get done then.

Stan had gone to bed right after the meal, Barry had gone home, and T and Max left to shower.  I tried to sleep but, because I was on a couch in the saloon, I was kept up until after 1am.  It was not good.

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