Seablog: zzzZZZ

Just a very quick and tiny note tonight as I am completely zonked and can already feel the Sleep Fairies tugging hard at my toes. Happy-tired again, so all good. We should tick off another degree West before the morning; we’re currently just 6 nauties away from 24 degrees East. Oh, how we love this Westward lark. Long may it continue.

Cheerio from a sleepy O



Susie Hewson – Magic blue ‘adventure soap’ for the clothes – washes anything and of course is biodegradable. Greenpeople have provided all my other toileteries and your good selves at Natracare all the biodegradable wet wipes. We are a very green boat.

BPC & Albie – Of course, you’re right, it was probably the penguins. We’re not all that far from Madagascar…

Barry Gumbert – I like to think of myself as Tigger! Will put the Taoism books on my Christmas list.

Cousin J, George & Monsters – You just made me dribble a bit with curry talk… Hope sabbatical ticking along happily!

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6 Responses to Seablog: zzzZZZ

  1. Jane Spence says:

    Hi Sarah,
    The tracker squiggle is looking very good! Hope the weather is holding well for you and you wake up with your next target degrees ticked off.

    75 days at sea already? – what an amazing feat. Best Jane

  2. Jenna says:

    Tracker looks FAB-U-LO-SO!!! keep doing what you’re doing, don’t worry about what’s going on in the outside world (war, swine flu epidemics, flash floods all over the country- nothing to worry your fluffy little head over!)
    You’re doing fantastically, there is a Brownie in it for you, a warm one… with cream…
    Hi to the tweedles and dips
    x x

  3. Charly Sissons says:

    Heya Sarah!
    Glad the sleep is going well that is something no one should lose!
    Keep rowing!
    Hope to talk soon
    ps i was in the Sun newspaper lol!
    People are still interested in me for some reason LOL

    Everyone at my school wishes you luck!!!

  4. Barry Gumbert says:

    You do seem to be bouncy but not annoying like Tigger. Remember what Lao Tsu said: “That which hurts you but does not kill you makes you bounce higher”.

  5. Sleep well Sarah – glad it’s a happy tired again – it’s 10.54pm and Jamie is still down in the workshop painting! We have to take the new boat to a big press/fund raising weekend in Yorkshire this weekend and we have pulled out all the stops in the last 3 months to get the boat ready for the weekend. Jamie read your last blog out to me yesterday and it sounded a little alarming – but thankfully you & Dippers, and the cargo ship passed by one another okay. Righty O – I’m off to bed, we are thinking of you always. Love Emily & Jamie x

  6. NickH says:

    Hi Sarah,
    Thanks for your reply a few days ago and your kind wishes to my family. I read your recent blog about your dad’s anniversary and it reminded me that even though it’s been over 30 years since my dad passed away he’s often in my thoughts and I still miss him lots. It really does gets easier to cope as time goes by and that special person you love and miss so much becomes a very special part of your memories.

    Now here’s a funny-ish coincidence – we have two Yorkie dogs and little Misty, who is very small, can’t quite jump up onto the first step of our stairs without help and on the way downstairs seems to like to sit halfway down and just look very cute till we pick her up or cajole her to come down.

    So last night, as Misty once again sat halfway down the stairs, looking very cute as ever, I said to my daughter, “I have to read you this poem that I’ve loved since a kid.” Hunting through the study I found my copy of When We Were Young that my grand-parents bought me.

    As I read the poem it made my Amy laugh and I thought it might just make you smile also – having recently been halfway-ish down to your destination. (Amy then recited On the Ning Nang Nong, word perfect, which made me laugh lots)

    Halfway Down
    By A. A. Milne

    Halfway down the stairs
    is a stair
    where I sit.
    There isn’t any
    other stair
    quite like

    I’m not at the bottom,
    I’m not at the top;
    so this is the stair
    I always

    Halfway up the stairs
    Isn’t up
    And it isn’t down.
    It isn’t in the nursery,
    It isn’t in town.

    And all sorts of funny thoughts
    Run round my head.
    It isn’t really
    It’s somewhere else

    Glad you are making good progress, after your “halfway stop”, heading in the right direction and didn’t get squashed by that cargo ship a few days ago!

    Kind regards


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