''As if a terrible omen, Prith turned up as we pushed off.'' -TS Eliot, unknown text.
We should have had a headstart of 20 metres - this would have allowed us to push off the CCAT boat for the first 3 strokes, after which point they would have caught us.
Will managed to say 'crackle crackle crackle crackle' all the way through the race, which meant we were malfunctioning slightly. Unfortunately my mastercrab at 2 could only be dominoed on by Rachel, who failed to crab. However, Rich managed. Credit to you boy.
Another [insert word here] row, but we were let down by our LMBC sub, who claimed he had never seen so many shellfish in a boat. Turning was interesting, with LMBC boy describing his mackon as a 'stick', this being the reason why he couldn't pull harder than Emma L. Nonetheless, we are grateful to LMBC boy for aiding us in defeat.
Crew chat was interesting. It involved sugar. Emma S complains bitterly that I always get her wet. THE END.
(Jij)