Sundays on a ship are almost considered sacred, it’s the day where if you are very lucky you can do a little less work. They work best as an engineer, if they are fortunate enough to not be the duty engineer and the vessel is not carrying out critical operations then they are fortunate enough to be able to take the entire day off, spent mostly watching movies reading a book with their feet up.
That’s not to say engineers have it completely easy (easy, like Sunday morning) I have been on ships where the engineers have been working non stop for 48- 72 hours or so when they are carrying out critical work, often to a strict deadline; even on a Sunday!
Unfortunately as a Deck Officer the only time we get such luxury is when we are alongside on a Sunday or working in dry dock. However we do try and relax a little by not carrying out maintenance (unless essential) in favour of doing our washing, Internet banking, catching up on paperwork and if we are lucky we might find somewhere to put our feet up!
|A Polar Bear with his feet up- taken on the JCR in 2008|
If you are fortunate enough (as we are) to have a good cook; you will have a Sunday roast fit for kings! However this can often be a trigger for some to miss home, because of course…no one does a roast like your mum, aunt or gran!
This Sunday was spent sat, 2 hours about on the Dynamic Positioning (DP)desk, with two navigators on the bridge at all time. 2 hours working, 2 hours light duties around the bridge, comprising of a little bit of housekeeping and a stab at the mounting paperwork the company supply in the form of emails, faces, telex ‘phone calls and carrier pigeon!
After my 12 hour shift I intended on writing a little more for this blog, about how important the sea cadets were in leading up to my career at sea, and some on the duties that most people would never think we had to do! Instead I took my beloved Xbox from its box and I played it for 2 hours it was pure bliss! Dinner, sleep, back to work.