A very rough day indeed, which paradoxically meant that there was very little of any note happening in the world down here, as the deck was out of limits for fixed wing flying, and Fort Austin, which normally provides the morning HDS Round Robin flight, was also out of limits, so 814 Sea Kings did it instead.
I had a game of bridge in the evening – the first since I joined the ship – with Baby Doc, Peter Glew, and a couple of the fighter controllers. Of the four, I was the only one who really had a lot of idea what was going on, thanks to all the crew-room bridge I’ve played in the past, mainly when I was a coal-face area radar controller at the London Air Traffic Control Centre (LATCC). If you can handle crew-room bridge, you can handle just about any sort of game.
We came to anchor off Port Stanley late in the evening, though with a great deal of heaving about – I think the weather was really quite rough outside – and we will be here until tomorrow afternoon.