On board a solo racing sailboat in the 1970s, there are no formal meals: there's what you can heat with one hand while the other holds the tiller, what you wolf down when your stomach can take it, and the sacred ritual of a mug of tea. The structure is not starter-main-dessert but: the hot drink that punctuates the watches, the comforting one-pot meal, the energy snack you nibble on deck, and the arrival feast ashore. Everything is dictated by preservation, rolling, and morale.

Two iconic tinned foods of the post-war British sailor: corned beef for protein that lasts months, and sweetened condensed milk squeezed straight into tea or onto biscuits. These are the real flavours of the 1970s English galley.