The term, " Varley has set up the Canal Searchlight and is awaiting his lordships arrival ", means Varley has supervised the plastic chaps to rig the spotlamp and is awaiting in the Smokeroom. Gentlemen such as V does not do manual labour, he breaks out in a sweat at the thought of it.


I am aware we are not in the MSC but I wish we were. (Hint to Nav O ).

I had a Cherry once....Lost it somewhere!

(been busy the last few days. will get back on track soon though)

A touch of a hangover BB ?????
Suggest full fat milk and a wee drop of Powers or Bushmills.

Nothing better for a hangover than a full fry up breakfast, (bacon, sausage, eggs, beans, tomatoes, black pudding, fried bread doorsteps,) followed by a small snifter of lemonade with a dash of Angostura bitters.

A proper breakfast has never had that effect on me. An 0500 start on the Gordon's, on the other hand....

…….is a glove wrapped around a Tanqueray...……?

My goodness ES, surely you don't mean you would rather be in the open sewer commonly known as the Manchester Ship Canal than the balmy, tropical Panama Canal???

If that is the case, I think we can line you up with a good psychiatrist here in Panama. :quill:

At my age and experience it is a toss off, sorry a toss up between catching crabs from a Scrubber in Elsemere Port or Beri-beri from a dusky maiden from Panama. Advice on a postcard please.

Beri-beri is a dietary imbalance, anything you catch from a dusky maiden is an indescretion, anything caught from a scrubber in Ellesmere Port is a lack of engineering competence.

It appears, lads, that until Red returns in her nursing capacity, that we will have to go back to the time honoured recipe of a wad of cotton waste soaked in paraffin? :(

Thank any non-existent deity for that. Trafalgar Ball last night and in need of immediate treatment for post celebratory infantile behaviour syndrome.

Not to worry. Tmac has a tub of Blue Unction down below. Gauaranteed to cure Cougs, Sneezes, Pox, Diseases and pimples under your helmet

I read that as she had returned. Moral: Don't do EMAIL when still 'tired'.

I'd sooner take one of the many cures I have been recommended native to Enemy Occupied Hibernia than put any organ of my body to the test of something Tmac has had in Fort Knox, probably intended for two part admixture, for long past its sailing date. And I wouldn't be doing that either!

Ah Varley dear chap. what you need is the fruit of the Canine Follicle. Here, a Glass of a very old vintage Port laced with a Brandy. Soon have you fit again. Cheers

Please don't shout. Sir W's elixir has yet to work.

PAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRPPPPPPPP just testing the fog horn, point of interest, why has Varley jumped to the top of the wheelhouse? he looks a peculiar colour and is making unknown hand signals ????? the lad looks a tad upset, has somebody annoyed him?

I was sending Morse by semaphore. And if you can't guess what I was saying then I will give you a hint. It is to do with your head and the inter-gluteal area of a dead bear.

SSR ---- on a serious note, if you are within earshot, our condolences for the shootings in Pittsburgh -- how on earth the shooter perceived that a group of people trying to worship their God in their own way could pose a threat to society completely escapes me.

I seem to remember I ate that after a drunken debacle :pint::pint::cloud:

It is good to feel the sea wind through your hair, but I think I will put my trousers back on. I think a bar crawl is best performed well clad.

The little bottle of Maraschinos seems to have been replaced with olives, very strange.

Are you all scared by some Olives? I know they could be called a vegetable, but even so...

Or are you all upset because you have finally lost your Cherries...

i beg to differ -- Olives are definitely a fruit - not a veggie! Now, Olive's is/are a completely different entity altogether as something belonging to Olive. (Will leave that whatever are/is Olive's completely up to your imagination.) :supercool: :supercool:

Leave Olive's things alone. She is already shacked up with Popeye who packs quite a punch especially when he is on the spinach!
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Oyle defer to your superior knowledge of the situation. :bounce: