Sunday 2 [2 January 1898] Still very rough. We hove to after breakfast and remained at anchor all day. I sat on the Companion ladder for some time after breakfast and talked to Sir W. Smith. Then read till lunch. After lunch M [Maurice] and I lashed some deck chairs in a sunny sheltered place and sat there till a breaking wave drove us out. It was most annoying to feel that we were tossing about for no object at all. On the contrary, as far as we went, we went in the wrong direction! Frightfully rough night - the captain said it was the worst night he had known for 25 years. We were beaten about from one end of our cabin to the other. M did not sleep at all, but I did a little.