Not a single murder last night at our hotel. Not even a scream! However, I had the strangest set of very vivid dreams, including one in which an engineering experiment went terribly wrong and the entire lab building disappeared in a flash of light! What could it all mean?

The banjo appears to be in good shape, except someone at customs evidently retuned it.

We stepped across the street and had a couple of dark drafts at the Old Rose & Crown. The King's Arms is down the street but we haven't found the Ship yet.

The doubledecker buses are here in full force as are the Dr. Who phone booths.

The nautical gift shop from which I bought my Bob Roberts CD ten years ago no longer carries any sea music. They did have a generic rack of World Music.

We visited the site where the Cutty Sark is being rebuilt but couldn't see much through the plastic.

We had a lovely seafood and pasta dinner at the Beachcombers. Contrary to popular rumor not all sea food in the UK is deep-fat-fried. We'll probably go back there again.

I'm all signed in a the Maritime Museum for research today and should have a lovely time sifting through their C. Fox Smith collection. I only have general descriptions of what is in each box and I'm looking forward to sifting through it all.

Weather looks great for the week!

We've had our breakfast and the coffee was acceptable.

Cheerily,
Charley Noble