Well here it is March the 4th and look at the state I am in. I have been three months in the Canaries. Woahh. Unfortunately I have been on a work one, coffee break two schedule as of late, so still outstanding remains: the leaking window on the starboard side, the cracks on the deck by the forward fairleads + the new wooden gunnel Martin and I are putting in to replace the cracked one that got broken somewhere. I think Alicante way back in June of last year. I'm not in a good mood. I'm waking up at 6 and then going for a pee twice in the wee hours (pun intended), and finally getting out of bed at 10. I hate it. To top it off the boat was a total tip this morning with dishes from the day before, + all manor of detritus that had been accumulating from several days of unstructured living. The cockpit is a building site with woodwork and saw dust all over the place. Arrrrg. Sail on Mc Duff. Well at least tonight is the last night of Carnival.