22nd December: Weddel Sea

2005

The sun has stopped rising and Christmas is approaching.
Part of my onboard duties is to decorate the plastic christmas tree and to secure it to the floor and ceiling with strong black tape. As we are now due to arrive before Christmas, carol singing was arranged on the Foc’s’le. Facing into the bitter wind, whilst the prow of the ship broke through the ice – the mulled wine chilled instantly and the singing didn’t last much longer.