Day Twenty Nine

Sea day again, just been informed that the wearther is going to turn bad again this afternoon :-( It was a very rough day at sea, sick bags on every staircase.
Otherwise a very uneventful day, except maybe for the evening. Sheila and I went to see the show in the theatre, it was a mind reader. He managed to get Sheila to get up on stage, he walked up to the front row seats where we were sitting. He managed to ignore my thoughts of "pick me, pick me" and went straight to Sheila who, after a lot of pushing and shoving from me and another Dave in the next seat, agreed to get up on stage. He did manage to read her mind and drew exactly what she had on the piece of paper in her hand. It wasn't a set up so I've no idea how he did it. I just worry about the poor guys mental state after rummaging around in Sheilas mind..... LOL....