Wednesday 7th May

Well when we went to bed there were three of us, when we got up there were just two of us. Poor old Victoria was missing! Gone! Not a trace! We scanned the horizon but to no avail, a little shiver went down our spines, who will be next? Us or Queen Mary 2? Conspiracy theories began to circulate, had Cunard competitors started to pick us off one by one, after yesterday’s triumphant coup. Alas all this was nipped in the bud when the captain announced during his midday broadcast that during the night one of Victoria’s passengers had been taken ill and they had to make full speed towards Vigo in Spain in order to get them to hospital asap. So we ploughed on towards Cape Finisterre (literally Cape end of the earth) from whence we commenced our crossing of the Bay of Biscay which is (as always) like a mill pond, it’s reputation has been greatly exaggerated since the days of sail when it’s shape rather than it’s waves was the kiss of death. We expect Victoria to catch us up later as we are only doing 17.4 knots.

It’s the last formal night of the voyage tonight another nail in the coffin of the 2014 world cruise we are almost down to hours to do rather than days to do. Oh! And by the way, thanks to Viv who spotted this story in the Daily Mail, talk about on the ball.

By eleven pm queen Victoria had caught us up and once more we were family. Tomorrow is our final full day.