Past Dover, they turned north, with the wind abeam. Sailing upriver into the Thames estuary was an entirely different matter, though. They anchored ne...r Southend for two days until the wind shifted to north. This allowed them, supported by an incoming tide, to sail upriver and into the Pool of London where the Clyde cast anchor.Tony reported to the Admiralty but was told to wait for his orders. It was not decided yet where the Clyde would be posted next. Tony shrugged inwardly. They could do. “Come on, Gareth,” he said gently, “I know it’s hard work but you’ve had three days to get used to it and you’ve got to help the other lads keep the brickies supplied.”Gareth slowly got to his feet and shook his head as if to clear it. “Sorry, Tom, he said.Tom patted him on the shoulder. “Good lad!” he said. “You’ll break through the pain barrier very soon.”“Hmm,” was all Gareth could manage. He started to load bricks into a wheelbarrow.Tom moved away but kept an eye on him.Gareth filled his. Meanwhile the replicators had given us about twenty of these helmets and they all looked alike, so we made sure that everyone had one, did a quick training session on how to use it, and started the test.While we were going over how to use the suits, Frenchy and I also went over what we wanted to do with the AI. We wanted to drop the pressure in increments, waiting a few minutes each time. We started by isolating the mess room from the rest of the ship, then reducing the pressure by 100. He hadbeen Sleeping Beauty before, and now the Prince's kiss had wakened...what? What was now awake?He didn't know what. But it was scary."Jordan Nicole..." The words came out of his mouth unbidden, as if theyhad bubbled up straight from his subconscious."Jordan Nicole... Jordan Nicole..." He ran the name over his head. Hecertainly was much more a 'Jordan Nicole' than a 'Jordan Nicholas' thesedays, that was for sure! He hadn't realized that Angela asking for hismiddle name (why had she done.