Dear Tweedles and Co., (including the Blue and Yellows),
Happy Socks and I are very happy that you have joined us on our journey in the Pacific. My Indian Tweedles must have told you I was coming. Despite what it may look like with all this current looping and passing the same spot – I am sure you have noticed this – we are actually trying to get to Canada. ETA Autumn, sometime, so bear with us on this. Be assured that in return for your friendship and continued escort I shall continue to feed you all the way with scraps and treats.
I also wanted to apologise for my rather swift exit yesterday after suddenly seeing so many of you when I was swimming. It took me rather by surprise. Where did everyone come from? Anyway, I do love coming down to see you and of course am very happy to say hello to you every morning and through the day. Thanks for putting up with all my photos and filming too – the Land Tweedles like to see them and I would like to remember you when we reach land.
Now, to the most important part of my letter. As you know, a serious thing happened this afternoon and touched us all, finned or legged. Monsieur Tweedle le Grand became hooked on my fishing line – either by accident or perhaps he intended to come up above the water and say hello. Under no circumstances is this to happen again – hooks are not for playing with. I do hope that he has made a full recovery and thought about his actions. I am considering whether I shall do any more fishing on this voyage. I may just leave it for emergencies.
Meanwhile, do let me know if there are any particular things you request for nibbling. I notice you especially enjoyed the noodles the other day and apologise that my current toothpaste is minty – I know you don’t like that.
And I close by wishing you a Happy Half Century and thanking you for your ever growing company, friendship and boat maintenance efforts.
Your friend above,