Food for thought
Ours was a happy watch, our thoughts and lighthearted banter never straying far from the subject of food, murder and the time-honoured ‘custom of the sea’ known as cannibalism.
How we chuckled with bonhomie when crew-mate Graham growled “I wonder what a vegetarian tastes like,” as he fondly fondled his freshly sharpened machete that glinted wickedly in the last rays of the dying sun. Indeed, I have no doubt that such playful musings will be
