After Mr. Lasseter had happily left the galley with his coffee in tow I returned to my mornings work. I was glad to have some things to do to keep my mind busy and my wits sharp. T he recent days had been taxing to say the least and the gentle movements of the Watch Dog as she made her way in the water were comforting to say the least. Nothing special about this morning’s breakfast, just skillygalee and hard tack, none the less it was good to be working and that made it all the sweeter.