The ship

So, I drive into the ship, down towards the front of the car deck and meticulously put on the handbrake, put the car into reverse gear (it’s not automatic) and find the way to the stairs.

Up, up until I come to the purser and ask where my cabin is - yes, I have booked a cabin.

‘Down three flights of stairs’.

It is under the water line. I have no idea if that is good or bad. But I go down and find it, complete with its own toilet.

I can feel the motors shuddering.

We are about to leave!