The mixture as before, enlivened slightly by a couple of social events.
The first was a party of ATCOs from Portland who came along to abuse us and look at the ship at lunchtime, and an RPC (Request the Pleasure of your Company) in the evening for some of the FOST staff who will be checking out the ship over the next month or so. I think the idea was to wine and dine the buggers and hope that they remember that when they eventually get around to marking our efforts.
This extravaganza was held in the Wardroom in the evening, and was nothing like as bad as I had expected it to be.