When I got up I found that this ship lurched and tossed and rolled much more than the other one did, and I felt as though we were in a gale. The clocks were advanced one hour last night and I was very very tired.
At first I decided not to have breakfast but it was a long time to lunch so I dreamed into the restaurant. We have to have powdered milk in case real milk goes sour (it tastes like water that has seen a ghost!) and it makes the cornflakes horrid.
They filled the swimming-pool today, but the ship was rolling too much to have a swim. At noon we had steamed 468 miles from Sydney, at a speed of 20.2 knots. The nearest land was Lord Howe Island, approximately 221 miles north of us. Dad and I were both sick today and I had taken a pill. I know the ship quite well now.
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