We appear to be gathering a scattered group of indignant fathers on the quay for some strange reason -- Suggest we sail tomorrow, go around the corner into the Bay of Biscay and up the Caronne to Bordeaux where we can fill the port #3 deep tank for Varley's benefit. We might have to exercise our shrinking mode a couple of times to get under the bridges but the natives will be unsuspecting as we have not been there before. Virgin territory as one might say.
