Throughout the latter part of the Great British Row, we were able to pull into land frequently to replenish our food supplies, grab a shower and use the all-important facilities for a you-know-what.
But I didn’t like it.
Find out why in my post here.
And yes. That’s me with Lyo Food porridge on my face. It only seemed fair to continue eating ration packs when luxuriating in the bath.