Day three

All day at sea today, a bit rough, we have a Force 7 South Westerly.
I have to admit I expected to be able to feel the rough seas but, it appears being in the centre of the ship and two flights up from sea level we are somewhat protected. We do know however if you are up front it has been a tad uncomfortable.
On the outside of deck 10 it is said to be verging on dangerous.
At the time of writing(8pm) we are off the Cornish coast on our way down to the Bay of Biscay, tomorrow is expected to be rougher!
Our day today has been relatively lazy, we attended two “lectures” one regarding the Bay of Biscay, it’s history of shipwrecks and severe conditions, just what we wanted to hear, and the general geography of the Bay and it’s sea life.
In the afternoon we had a further chat from the husband of the first lecturer on his life as a journalist, starting from his first days as a cub reporter in the early 60’s on the local Stafford weekly papers.
They’ll both be back in a few days to expand upon their subjects, we’re not certain we’ll be back to hear hubbies next set of experiences.
We’ve just had dinner and I’m back in the cabin divesting myself of the “formal” wear (suit and tie) that was suggested for the Captain’s welcome. This formal stuff (dinner suit and dickie bow) appears to accepted by some, but not that many.
My guess is the next formal night will be attended by the more casual of the male shipmates.
 We left the bar a bit later to dodge the mugshot of us and the Captain at the entrance to the dining room.
Food still very good.
So we’re both in our casual wear and we’re off to the bar.