Be The Jam

My first watch. 0200 till 0500 hrs. Bloody hell nobody told me about these hours!! Amazing light. The moon is half full, the wind is South-westerly, our heading is North to a place called Karimun Jawa. I got up and said hello-goodbye to Rupert and he grunted, the next grunt l heard was him snoring. So I'm on my own on deck. I am keeping this boat from harm, and pointing it in the right direction. I am in charge. Someone forgot to tell me what I'm supposed to do?? It's not that bad, I do know how to sail; it’s just been a while that's all... What's that It's a squall Lots of wind it will rip all the sails off.. will we all end up in a watery grave? It's just the moonlight playing of the water. It's all OK I can put the radio down and stop calling S.O.S. now. Shit I had better get back at the helm I'm on watch!! What am I doing next to the radio? I am at the helm, I'm still in charge and all is still O.K. Was I dreaming? Was it my imagination? Am I going mad? Shit I’m going mad and it's only my first watch!! I've got about another 3-4 months of this. Its O.K I keep telling myself, maybe I should wake Rupert up and get him to check that squall out for me….

These are only some of the jumbled thoughts that go through my mind while I'm on watch. They are the ramblings of a 25 year old blond guy, who is trying to grow a beard and moustache, which has left the London life for a few months, which doesn't have to jump every time the bloody mobile phone rings, who doesn't have to worry about the rent money this month, which is stuck on a boat smiling!!