Yes indeed a nasty night was had. It wasn't the shrimp as no one else foundered. Thank goodness, the image of all of us jostling for space at the one and only loo doesn't bear comtemplating. At least on the boat there was plenty of room on the rail, although I now remember I was the only one who ever needed it.
Nasty night, better in the morning, although achy and tired and yucky.