So, this is it. We are now steaming towards a very different Southampton to the vibrant city I left in January. Between tomorrow and docking on Thursday 26th January there are merely 10 sea days. An e-mail from my sister confirmed the dire situation we are heading into. I do hope I can have transport waiting for me; I fear far more luggage than I came with. This voyage has become a rare bubble isolated from all that is going on. Incidents of Coronavirus still seem small, and with luck, can be contained by things such as enforced isolation.
Ginnie, Jo and I attended “Be our Guest” at the Royal Court Theatre after dinner. Although highly skilled and energetic, it is on the loud side, spoiling it for Jo, who always puts a positive “spin” on everything. Neip, our Entertainment Director is determined to provide the best he is able to given the now limited resources.
It’s time for some sleep, and whatever the immediate future holds, I am determined to count my blessings and enjoy the last days as if they were the first
Good night, David, 00.04 the next day!.
David's Cruise 