No, not the other way around. Because:

I was decidedly unwell this morning, and although I was (sort of) back on track by lunchtime, it’s left me feeling lifeless, flat and feeling altogether bleugh. An early night is called for.

I’d better be completely better by tomorrow morning, because we’re going on a yacht. To be exact, apparently, we’re going on a¬†Schooner.

a sailing ship with two or more masts, typically with the foremast smaller than the mainmast

I don’t know how many masts our schooner has, but I do know that it’s at least two, and I will let you know as soon as we do.

Just to be clear, I haven’t cleared any of this with the 6000 miles… yachting correspondent, and I’ wondering if perhaps I should have done. But we’re not planning on Schooning far: just a quick and pleasurable pootle around Table Bay and then back for lunch.

Will there be photos? Really?
Does the Pope shit in the woods?

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