Day three: lots of “B” words

Last night after a delectable Kahlua Butterball (which Sister assures me is usually called a Cocksucking Cowboy, but this is a family cruise), I took a weary Sprog 2 back to our cabin for a home reader (promised Husband)  and an early night while the rest of our party adjourned to the Aurora Theatre for “Production Showtime starring The Royal Caribbean Singers and Dancers with The Radiance of the Seas Orchestra in Piano Man” (catchy), a tribute to the music of Billy Joel, Elton John, Stevie Wonder and Barry Manilow. I consoled myself with the knowledge I’d be catching the Fabba Abba tribute tomorrow night, plus I’d already enjoyed a stirring rendition of “I Just Called To Say I Love You” in the piano bar on my way to the Captain’s welcome drinks (the prospect of free champagne marred slightly by thinking I’d lost our new camera, dashing distraught to guest relations, tottering empty-handed back to the cabin, sobbing brokenly on the bed and finally discovering it in a secret compartment in my iPad bag). And so ended our first full day at sea. The Sprogs are in heaven, they keep wondering why Daddy didn’t want to come because cruises are AWESOME. And can they go on another one again soon? Pleasy please? Let’s just see how day three pans out – boot camp, buffet, barbecue, bingo, Butterballs … bring it on!