And Archie, for one, is quite glad that his lady is nothing like the ladies back in their time. He's told her that many times before. And so, it is a smiling, content Archie that's appearing from belowdecks, having just come from checking the guns, something that's become his particular baby this trip.

"Afternoon lads."

He turns his face into the fine spray that the wind is picking from the tops of the waves. He has no idea the direction the conversation had been taking just now.

"Lovely day for it, isn't it?"