We made a plan to spend a few days away each month somewhere. This month Dudley made the decision and when we set out on Friday I had no idea where we were going.
The officers had wonderful cabins with lovely furniture and private heads. Elitism of course, but they needed space- what skills you needed to navigate without satellites or radios or weather forecasts or radar, all the things we take for granted. If any of us was preincarnated as a member of the ship's crew we would be totally useless. All we could contribute would be knowledge of how unfair it was and how badly the sailors were being treated. If we did sucessfully organise a mutiny what then? The ship would crash on to rocks or we'd die of starvation lost at sea.