If you're going to eat sand...

You should definitely make sure it is Whitehaven Sand! The stuff is delish :-).

Mum says she is going to mix in some of her special herbs for me...just to add a little colour

The first-class passenger is eight months old...

...and sporting six sturdy little chompers!

All the better to scare off the ducks...

All the better to chomp on pizza...when my silly parents leave it where I can get to it...

(and yes...one of these pizzas did land on the floor...upside down of course!!).

PS. The Manta Ray Cafe pizzas are very good...even after you've had to scrape them up off the floor.

Hanging out with dad...

Been meaning to drop you a line and let you know that this little first-class passenger is doing well!

I generally spend my days lounging about on the lido deck, watching the people go about their business and enjoying the fine fare on this cruise ship. The service leaves a little to be desired though...not always as quick and professional as I would have expected on a vessel of this size. The staff sometimes even take my shirt off when they are giving me lunch...they say I tend to drool a lot, and that we don't have endless fresh water to wash clothes in...the cheek of them (especially as I KNOW they have a watermaker onboard [it's under my bed], so theoretically they do have endless fresh water)!!! I have been looking around for my receipts for this trip, thought I might ask for a bit of a refund, but oddly enough there is no evidence of my having paid in the first place. Just a small problem ;-).

This pic taken of me on the lido deck enjoying the dining facilities (while still in Brisbane).

Lately I've been enjoying spending lots of time with dad, just hanging about and watching the others get up to mischief snorkelling and stuff...

I know my feet look a bit blue in these shots. I don't remember it being cold, they were taken at Lady Musgrave Island before the never-ending south-easterly started up, and it was a beautiful day. Maybe the corally beach was a bit too hard for my little six month old bottom! Might ask them to bring along a cushion on the next excursion ashore.

Anyway, its about time I took a siesta!
Ciao, ciao...

Dinghy Dreaming...

Some people put their babies to sleep by taking them out for a drive around the block.

Our little first-class passenger prefers the dinghy...

Soon there will be Gnashing of Teeth!

Guess wot!?

I've cut my first tooth! It really hurts and this morning I asked my mum where the infirmary was, and she calmly told me that this was no 'Love Boat', and that if I wanted an infirmary, I'd best book a trip on the 'Freedom of the Seas' or some other rinky dink cruise liner! Isn''t she rude? Is she allowed to say that to me? I think this is a classic case of the passenger (first-class, no less) is always right!! I want to go to the infirmary….right away. If they don't take me there I am going to make a big fuss, and cry until the cows come home (betcha glad you're not here with us now eh?).

I'm gonna go back to chewing on my fingers now. They don't seem to do much, but at least I can't lose them, and they don't need sterilising every day either.

Tootles…

PS. My mother asked me to tell you that we stayed at Garrys Anchorage today. It was a poopy day, overcast and drizzling.

Dad took the stinkers ashore to have a play this afternoon. He nearly took me too, but I kicked up a fuss about missing my afternoon tea, so he left me with mum.

They appeared to be having fun ashore, finding star fish...

Digging up soldier crabs...

Checking out the Mangroves...

Pretending to be channel markers (as you do, apparently)...

I had a good chuckle when they got stuck in the thick, black, oozy mud though...

We might try and make South White Cliffs tomorrow instead.

A message from the First Class Passenger!