I remember the good old days when His Lordship would entertain us all with an incoherent post in the early hours of a Sunday morning.

I am trying to loose weight and have given up the nightly bottle of port. Resultant lack of lubrication has tightened up both posting fingers and posting mouth.

(A quick google suggests that consequential surplus has prompted Rochas to try it as a perfume).

Eyup Varley you need to keep moving if you want to loose 4st, keep those fingers moving up and down it may help. As for perfume try old fart!

I am trying! (and old fart to you too!)

Mr Varley ...An aged flatulater!...never heard such a thing...shocking!
Mr Varley is a top man of the Electrickery department. and a gentleman to boot (no kicking please guys).

Hi Bill, you would not want to be in a telephone box with him!

QUOTE=rustytrawler;51960]Hi Bill, you would not want to be in a telephone box with him![/QUOTE]
:jester::jester::jester:

I don't think it would be shocking. Too damp to hold a static charge if passed through subligacula fabric, even at post vindaloolar speeds, and highest voltage on telephone is 50 so not likely to break it into a conducting plasma (fusion cookery meets Tokamak?).

(I suppose a bottom electrical man might get a tingle if using the receiver in place of a top electrical man).

Eyup Varley, did you get your information out of your local paper, the blatherkite times.

Eyup ES just had a great weekend in Dublin, GOLF, WHISKEY, HOTEL, CHARLIE.

GWHC sounds like the Call Sign of some oul tanker I was on in the 1970's.

Next time you're in Baile Átha Cliath let me know and I'll let you treat me to a Guinness and a bowl of Coddle in Gallagher's Boxty House.

Great Western Harness Club - You can meet some quite influential folk doing competitive Carriage Driving, or so I gather..

Oh, the Deadwood stage is a-rollin' on over the plains.......

Class always shows through, Carriage Driving, rod on the Test, ordinary shooting weekend with some minor Royal and newborn son's name down for Eton. · All’s right with the world!

I have a memory of some ship I was on ...... GNUB. Perhaps one of our esteemed Sparky people could assist.

I think that was Texaco Denmark. Either that or Tilapa. I'll check my discharge book tomorrow.

After a good root around I found my discharge book in a drawer under the drawer of last years christmas cards.
Texaco Denmark:
Official No. 339350
Port of Registry London
GT. 125424.48
NT. 98513.96
SHP. 32000
Wally mcCullough was the Master.

No Call Sign.

I joined as Engineer Cadet in Kharg Island on 25 April 1972 and paid off in Rotterdam on 16 August 1972 and back to college in the City and County of Kingston upon Hull in September.

E-S. GNUB definitely Texaco Denmark. My first trip. Joining 7/7/71 Milford Haven. My discharge book says pay-off was 11/12/71 but I don't remember getting there from Zeebrugge where we hit the breakwater ending my training trip early (I joined Tilapa with an exemption for the missing seatime in Genoa 24/1/72).

Old man was Brian Giddings, J/C/E Yogi Harpur, 3rd Sander Van Der Laan, 2nd mate Alan Rose, could be reminded of others (as well as their spellings).

God! we are of a vintage - very surprised we have not been poured down the pan like the rest of it.

My first ship was the ARK, the old man was a chap called Noah, he had loads of pets aboard, bloody hulk smelt like a zoo.

Paid off on the TITANIC, H&W did that in those days especially at holiday times. Never knew what happened to her, she just vanished off the radar. Probably Lord Varley switched it off for a kip.

Eyup T,Varley was on the ark he was in charge of shovelling poo and looked after the Hamsters, they made a nest in his beard. Did you know that he got the sack, he was caught interfearing with Mrs Noah.

They only posted me there because they thought they had an ionising prevention problem.

(I might add, a formidably battle axe was old Ma Noah - we were all into fearing her!)

was it Bob Ballard who went to look for the Ark on one of J Marrs trawlers, i remember my Dad telling me something about it?

Eyup varley, your pal E S may of fallen on hard times, i have just seen him selling shoelaces on the steps of the labour club in Dublin.

Thankfully I wear elastic sided boots.

I wondered where the laces from my shit kicker boots had gone :smoking: mystery solved :jester:

I also wear elastic sided boots. In East Antrim they are Pig Dealers boots but known to one and all as Dalers boots. And they must be a mustard yellow colour.

Is there enough room in the top of your boots for a pair of sheeps legs? there are alot of strange people in Antrim.

he dont do that Rusty. He likes them on their back so he can kiss them ha ha

I say, chaps. That's a little close to the rack!

(Anyway, surely that's only a matter of swapping port for starboard should the footwear be integral to the enjoyment. Life's been that much easier since the introduction of the plastic tie-wrap, that fabric insulting tape stuck faster to fleece than it did around any splice I made).

E S told me that you need to get said sheep on the edge of a cliff so that it backs into you, but what do i know.

They don't get sad if you romance them a bit beforehand.

If you cross a Kangaroo with a Sheep do you get a woolie jumper?

OK I can take a hint, I'll just get my coat.

wonder what you would get if you crossed bred an Engineer with a steward... I,ll get my coat!

Oh aye you had to ask, sh1t stirring again, the answer is a steward with delusions of grandeur who buys his own drink.

That would be another drink I didnt have to pay for :jester::jester::jester:

Has anyone ever seen Varley buy a drink?......I hear he is looking for a Christmas job as star larker in scrooge.

Mr Varley has no need to buy a drink aboard here. we have a load of old vintage port in hold 2 that I had loaded in return for Electrickery favours he has done for me in the past. Splendid chap!

We can get into it BB before Mr V and the rest wake up.
This is one of the advantages of being on our side of the world.:pint::wink:
Need to be wary of ES though as he is a bit unsure of his location and could appear at any moment. Bit like the Cheshire Cat, perhaps?

ES has just been told that he will be lucky to get out of this world alive so he's out on a bender hoping to finish up at Mother Hubbard's for a turnip fry up.

Happy me. Just back from bonnie Scotland where a slack handful of seafaring old hacks had lunch in Hope street. Long way to go for a glass or two, even, but a short way to go for that class of company.

Tawny. I say again Tawny. Easy enough to get a bucket or so from the Port tank but with Vintage we'd have to have a cubic metre of decanter. Rocking that is just as bad as shaking the bottle!

note to self:
Must order a few cases of TAWNY for Mr Varley,

Tanoy. Attention all Crew. Stand by for docking. Cut outs get them stringy things ready. hang them cushion things over the Starboard wall.
Stop engines, let her drift in a bit, slow astern Port, stop.
2 and 1 each end. Gangway when you can and shore supply cable.

Welcome to Singapore guys.

A few? What say I do genny watches and you put the cash saved on shore power towards 'many' or even 'extremely many'? A few won't get me as far as passing the bar outbound (the only sort of bar I find it easy to pass).