A Port Before the Twelfth Sounding

Well, we're all gearing up here again this morning. It's a bit of a later start, fortunately, and I'm sitting here in my own corner of quiet. These early mornings before the second day are rather idyllic, often. There's less of the stress and set up of the previous day, and today the windows are open, and a breeze wafts through the room. Birdsong outside, and the mutter of my colleagues getting ready for the day. The first delegates will be arriving soon, and then at 10.30, we'll be starting the blogging properly once again...the wind is picking up in the mainsail, and soon there'll be enough breeze to send us on our way.