did last night start wailing and then in a moment of seasickness poured her dinner across the wooden floor. The boat's movements in the forces of the wind had been too much for her little belly. Leigh and I were feeling a bit light headed with all the bellowing breeze, severe whistling wind and wobbling around so I am not at all surprised.
Delia went out, onto dry land for an hour or so and when she came in, she settled by the fire feeling rather sorry for herself.
This was the first time really, that being onboard has seemed to shake her to the core. Of course she has fallen in 6 or so times, gone missing from the boat for 5 days but she has always found the boat a sanctuary, her home.
The winds have gone today and we all got a good nights sleep without banging about, so we are all hardening up to living out in the elements. Like pirates we can really say Argh!
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