How can I explain a night like this even to myself? 6.45 we are contemplating what we are going to dress up as for the Fancy Dress Ball ( I am drunk as I write this) We’ve got nothing, so with a blanket a burnt cork and Malay knife, blow me if I didn’t win the competition! a bottle of champagne.
It really was great. I don’t know! I am really so frightened with people but I am now recognised! I feel great! On my own I walked on deck and thinking I know that (indecipherable) I forgot but it was great.