As a founder member of my lodge "Slatteries Mounted Foot" I resist the annual urge to march as I am a lazy bugger instead I content myself with accompanying them from the sidelines with my Lambeg Drum. Further and I say this for myself in which I am unanimous the more intoxicated I get the better I sound :yawn:

I am not sure WD40 is compatible with all rubbers. As ES has pointed out it is flammable and suggest a firealarm is the worst sort of interruptus.


Why ES is now speaking in tongues is a mystery.

I have just found out that onamastics is the study of personal names and such. Think I'll give it up now. I thought it looked cool on my passport.

I think you might be stretching the point there, Chief. :big_tongue:

At our age it needs stretching...LOL

We are actually in Havana, Cuba, and have been so for sometime, replenishing our supply of cigars, rum, and sampling the whatevers etc. ashore.

The confusion arose when someone mentioned the Bahamian charts, with all their prolific stains, burns, etc. :bounce:

We don't use either Loran or Decca as apart from them being "old fashioned" they are not that accurate when operating between land masses such as islands, etc. We rather use the Mark I eyeball --- as we only sail in the Bahamas during daylight hours when we can see land and also, with the water being so clear we can see the bottom when it shallows. So - no problem -- and then we celebrate a successful day during the nighttime hours when the warm tropical nights turn our thoughts to ******* (censored!) :egg:

Does that mean the roundy - come - roundy- splisherty- splashy- wheely things on each side are only there for show?

No, they are for when the tide goes out so we can roll along the bottom.

Don't anybody mention the caterpillar tracks on the keel. We are not supposed to know about them.

I only saw them whilst in the water after McC had me walk the plank after some minute transgression or other a while ago. I was supposed to get 'the Cat' or the plank but somehow managed to get both. Anyway I am still here despite the cold in Melbourne at the moment. There is an iceberg in the Yarra.:huh:

May I suggest he SMS manual makes some provision for sobriety of Eyeballs (ancient and modern). Along the lines of proceeding without recourse to evidential brethalyser only when NO land and NO Bottom can be seen.

(And for that matter only when the translucency of the mug stains on the chart is adequate to see though and there are no oceany bits obliterated with cigar burns or by Tmac's little helpers economizing on jointing).

couple of good points there Mr Varley!
I will see to it there will be a Four Bells Coffee machine installed on the Bridge.

I only saw them whilst in the water after McC had me walk the plank after some minute transgression or other a while ago.


YM - The walking of the plank episode was partly your own fault! In order to determine your state of sobriety when Red was unavailable I asked you to "walk in a straight line along that plank on the deck without falling off". We were all surprised (to say the least) when you picked up the plank, stuck it outboard over the handrails then ran up it and jumped off!

At least we got an idea of your state of sobriety but the ensuing launching of recovery boats, deployment of Draycon scoops and cargo nets caused us more problems.

McC

Sobriety and Golden Dreamer is an oxymoron -- like "Army intelligence" and "English cooking". We do have our fail safe collision avoidance system, completely divorced from any need for electrical supply ---- Mr. McCloggie has a team of cutouts on the fo'cst'le issued with buckets of rocks and slingshots. Casting rocks ahead indicates safe passage, or not. If they go "splash" we keep going, If they go "cloink" we stop.
If they go "Ow-WTF" we back up and get the hell out of there! :bounce:

Well it is a fail safe system Tom!

McC

English cooking is not an oxymoron it is an abomination, an abomination before god. What the hell is a Yorkshire Pudding for? Answers and defence on a postcard please, you bloody English with your pissy Red Barrel and stale Melton Mobreys and average football team who smell vaguely of Bovril. Ha Ha. bloody Englisher.


McCloggy better refresh his menu and add some Northern Irish delicacies or me and Tee will get into a scorp. Be warned you bloody Geordie Scouse Git.

Ah Nothing like a peaceful life at sea eh. (should see some of these guys ashore readers....X certificate stuff)

There was no Ulster fry until the British breakfast was an eon old and had scads of you over here digging canals and going begorah and similar in the hopes of getting one. Yorkshire pudding is to fill up the proletarian belly to economise on eating beef, leaving more for their betters. Much as the Hibernians used potato until they found it could be used for making gripewater substitute - probably while they were trying to make them into explosives.

(Abomination is Yorkshire pudding mixture. If the buyer cannot read the simplest of recipes from a book it is not likely they will be able to read the 'instructions' on a package of this preservative infiltrated muck).

Everything is always my fault ............ I am quite used to it but on this occasion I didn't do it. It just happened. :huh:

Hey shipmates the Blighty Association Football Team is playing against some foreign jonnies tomorrow, all are invited to No 4 hatch to watch it on the big screen. My tab will stand you all warm bitter and pork scratchings. If the Swedes beat the Turnips, our gallant Turnips, anyone who wants can riot and hoy bits of dunnage over the port side and pee onto the quay wall.

do we need to wear waistcoats

With Engine Serang peeing over the side onto the quay, I think I'll go with the raincoat. And maybe an umbrella. And Sea boots. :egg:

McCloggy better refresh his menu and add some Northern Irish delicacies or me and Tee will get into a scorp. Be warned you bloody Geordie Scouse Git.

My Menu?????
What Menu?????

I have nothing to do with the Menus! Any requests for an Ulster Fry, Champ and Potted Herrings should be made to the Catering Department.

By the way, while accepting that I may be a bit of a Git, I strongly resemble the remark that I may be Geordie - let alone Scouse!

Although I may be based in Malaysia, it still taks a lang spoon tae sup wi me!!

McC

Malaysia!...we are almost neighbours then ha ha.

I will relieve myself from Monkey island....Like to share see.

I propose Mr McCloggie be advanced in rank to Purser Chief Steward, I believe he has an aptitude for typing out menus. He has experience in the Malaya Colony and has an undisputable knowledge of Nasty Gorengs, yum-yum.
Enjoy your promotion and lang may your lum reek.