Sometimes when I write a blog, the cursor thingy will wink away until I have eaten an entire bag of pistachio nuts and a box of sugar-free jelly beans.
Sometimes though the words just vomit out of my head as my fingers dance on the keyboard desperately trying to keep up.
Tonight, as I sit here typing to you at 12:35 am, the floor is full of empty nut shells and an empty box of sugar-free jelly beans lays discarded by the mouse thingy…..and in a few minutes time, the cabin will smell like a French prison…………which, is the nearest me or the guests are going to get to France this cruise. Today has been like one of those French films you sometimes find on cable TV in the middle of the night. It promises much and it delivers plenty a breast or three. But somehow that isn’t really enough.


























