Days 65 and 66 and now 67. At sea en route for Greenock.

Note: Much of this blog is a repeat of Day 65 which disappeared temporarily, but now follows this blog. Some of the pictures are repeats, also. I hope to re arrange these writings at a later stage.

My plans to make a start with the packing came to very little yesterday. I had attended the Senior Officers’ Party in the Queens Room at 11.00hrs, followed by lunch with Glenis and Denise. In the afternoon, feeling very drowsy, I attempted an afternoon nap which, although I didn’t sleep, was beneficial and I was able to enjoy the full and standing Crew Show. I was impressed and the audience enthusiastic and encouraging with far more cheering than for the professional entertainment offered each night. To say the volunteer performers “tried their best” is something of an insult. A couple of singers did slip out of tune, but their stage presence was hugely impressive. I came away moved to make a meaningful donation for the chosen charity, “Help for Heroes.” The show was debated rather heatedly over dinner tonight with two would be critics being rather disparaging about last night’s show. All very irritating! Nobody from our table went to tonight’s repeat of “Hollywood Nights.” But there was a third Parade of the Chefs, another tradition that wears thin even first time around. We all agreed the cuisine was marvellous throughout the seven week voyage. For me, the curtain is poised to come down on the most remarkable journey of a lifetime.

I felt a little better today, and attended the act of worship in the Royal Court Theatre. ‘Re-written liturgy has caught up with Cunard, but there is still much from the Book of Common Prayer still in use. I didn’t come away “spiritually moved,” and reciting the Apostles Creed and Lord’s Prayer was disappointingly routine (on my part).

Lunch in the Britannia Restaurant was convivial and enjoyable. This afternoon, I made great progress with the packing, after having spent time on Deck 3 enjoying an unexpected spell of gorgeous sunshine, in conversation with table companion Colin.

From my cabin balcony, this evening, the lights of civilisation on the horizon, confirms our imminent arrival at Greenock around 08.00 hrs.