I decide to go for it, appoint an agent and begin on the tortuous paper work and myriad of other questions and photographs of everything, ventilation system, boat name, me, you name it and I photograph it. I head off and do the run to Phuket in three days instead of the usual four. Days on passage do not count, neither does the day of arrival.  Next day the doctor and nurse do the test, that day does not count either – it is day Zero!  So from start to finish I am alone on the boat for 20 days.

My first two Covid tests are clear, thank goodness. I dread a false positive.

So now seven days to go and the I am  allowed into Boat Lagoon Marina on 31^st assuming the third test is negative. Fingers crossed.  Then I am joined by my new crew, Amarin, also known as Aom – all Thai girls have a nickname. She is an accountant and so can look after my money.

What is left of it, that is…