Shall I be Mother?

Today I am Mother. Which actually started last night with washing up after
dinner - where's Zanussi when you need her? Then a long night's sleep and a lie
in until 5am - bliss, more than 3 hours sleep. Breakfast treat for the crew -
boiled eggs and fried bacon. 6 mins was just right for the eggs, firm whites
slightly soft yolks - no returns and no complaints. They say an army marches on
its stomach - the same can be said of a yachts crew as the new watch head
upstairs with fuel in their bellies and smiles on their faces. More washing up,
anti-bacterial wipes on all the grab handles, heads to clean out, slops thrown
overboard, tea for the skipper in bed. A brief respite before preparing lunch
for which today's menu consists of something tinned, lightly seasoned and fried
before adding something else tinned. Then served up with generous helpings of
chilli sauce, Worcester sauce, peri peri sauce, red hot pepper sauce - take your
pick. And for dessert we have lashings of something out of a tin, with liquid
out of a carton to wash it down. Difficult to be more specific as all the tins
and cartons have a distinctive yellow & black label. I should know after all
the days I spent in the supermarket in Geraldton. I seem to remember the pet
food also came in the same tins. Woof!