Busy, busy

Surprise! Right out of the blue, as we raise our heads from each our V.S. Naipahl paperback, a huge bulk carrier is about to cross behind us. Bright red, blue smoke stack, you can't miss it. Whose watch is it?!
Otherwise it's a busy, busy day. Ørnulf siphons another 40 liters of diesel into the gluttonous tank. Burp. While I bake bread.
Then time for a black-bag shower, forward deck. In a slightly cooling Northerly breeze. Invigorating.

The full moon lights the 360 degrees of sea for the night watches. So how did that big display of bright lights, spelling cargo ship dead ahead, get there. Hiding behind the genoa, and then jumping out.
Two ships in one day. Have we come to the English Channel?