She frowned. "It's not much my point of view. I could tell you what was going on that day before my arrival, from what I've read in the news. The Princess of Wales and her husband are going through marriage troubles, the coal miners are on strike but it doesn't seem to be doing them any good just yet. It's late summer, soon to be autumn at home and the start of the school term."
"Oh, and this isn't your ship. It belongs to someone called the Doctor."
Royal, from a long family line...not all that observant.
She wondered if she should run this guy by Sherlock since there were no real cases on the ship.