Day11

Sunday 16th November
Rainy

Today is the day, I decided when I got up this morning, Diary, to Find My Socks. To that end, I took a quick breakfast and then went to the end of the bottom deck to begin a systematic search.

Alas, it was not to be. I spent nine hours combing the ship from bottom to top, back to front, but I didn't turn up a single sock. I'm beginning to think they suffered the same fate as Evans' teddy.