2nd February 1972 Golly, this Southern Ocean is a big drop of water. We are yet only halfway to Macquarie Island. We put our watches on one hour last night after the movie and had breakfast earlier. The gongs woke me after a good sleep. The movie wasn’t too bad, but the same old gunman story. Read a bit this morning and then found that time had raced by to lunchtime as Neil Young and I discussed teaching and its rewards and problems. The pie entrée for lunch satisfied me, for the Lancashire h...