Aside from our heading, the least Easterly Easter of my life – no chocolate eggs, in fact no chocolate at all! To be honest with you, I spent most of the day in my cabin nursing my hangover and wishing that I had seasickness pills that actually worked!

That night, I went up on the bridge for a couple of hours and had a good chat with the captain about football (he’s a Tottenham fan, believe it or not), the economic collapse and how the USA seems to be conspiring to make the whole world look, feel, sound, smell and taste incredibly monotonous.