We are very pleased to have Bryn aboard. Of course there has been an uptick in the pun count. He was somewhat from his bed “untimely ripped” this morning. Like me he had heard quite a lot of rain in the night and we were just counting ourselves lucky that it was bright now, at breakfast, when we saw that one side of the boat was sunny and the other was a wall of deepest grey clouds. The clouds burst with a mix of very large drops and hail. It was soon over. The swans had all come out of the water to weather it out and were now swimming again and came over to the hatch expectantly. Bryn enjoyed watching and while he snapped away, they snapped at my hand, several time well up my thumb reaching for the cooked rice.