Still staying below

There’s a rumour going around that tonight’s storm will be the last of the current run of gales, and indeed the Met Office forecast seems to bear that out. Mind you, the rest of the month is going to be “unsettled” – I just hope that it’s a bit better than today, which has been not too windy but incredibly unpleasant, damp and raw.

Heigh ho, I guess that’s better than the misery that others have had to endure this Christmas period, either left in the dark for days on end or else flooded out.

We only stirred from the boat to help Elanor choose roller blinds for her bedroom in B&Q this morning; it gave us an excuse to call at Morrisons for Cornish pasties, anyway.

Since then, we’ve lurked on board. Sheila’s been doing the hard work, as usual, getting the accounts up to date, whilst I did get as far as sorting out the latest coal delivery.

I’ve thought of a couple of quiz questions for next September already, but Sheila tells me that one is too hard, so here it is instead:

In the 1920s and 30s, the Big Five were what journalists called the four Detective Chief Superintendents in charge of criminal investigation in the Met’s four regions, together with the Chief Super running the HQ CID branch. But who were the Big Six?

See you tomorrow...