In an earlier post I wrote that I was dissatisfied with the final couplet in this sonnet.

Here’s a better one.

Registration

Robin Ford, January 2019

At registration we were unprepared
 That eve’ning we began to sort it out.
 By half-past nine and feeling slightly scared
 I went to bed still harbouring a doubt.
 My sleep was broken, it had not been sound. 
“That spreadsheet will be difficult to keep.“ 
Half dreaming, I devised a work-around.
 “I’ll fix it in the morning; back to sleep.”
 By sunrise I was ready to begin.
 I got that spreadsheet in a better state.
 The clock was running, margins would be thin. 
Quick breakfast and we shouldn’t be too late. 
It’s vital that we check for this event: 
Insurance, sailing number, child consent.