No worries Mr Varley. I have a 20 ft container on its way.

A gentleman, sir. You surely made some fine judging decisions to get to where you are today.

oh indupidantly dear chap. Cheers!

oh dear so much has changed here, Even Buggis street is not the same. Cab driver said he knows of a bar not too far away that opens in the evenings with "entertainment", music, Girls(?) and food.

What about the Beach Road Satay Club?

Cab driver reckons its now over at clark Quay ES. we could go see the Ice Cream Museum or even the National museum. I think there are still a couple of OLD church buildings around. Hardly recognise things these days.

Too posh for a 'umble injuneer, I never made it past Bougis Street. :shock::jester:

After falling down the accommodation ladder I'm surprised you made it to Bougis. Another Mars Bar for the Chief.

Bougis street (as was), too posh for a merchant sailor boy? Who was it then provided the flaming rsole recitals? The amateur bunch I suppose.

The Milky Bar Kid, perhaps. Or with women's lib, Marianne Unfaithful.

still have one of the Ping Pong balls among my souvenirs. :big_tongue::wink:

I suppose equal equality requirements would have lead to her forcing an opening.

Ping Pong balls?

I must of been back on board having a mug of Horlicks and reading a chapter of Treasure Island when that was going on.

(There's a depth to Tmax that his shipmates were unaware of, crafty bugger).

Eyup ES....Varley tells me that you stayed in last night to shave your legs as you got the widow twankey gig at Ballynmuck village hall. How is that going?

Now we know who gunged-up the control room kettle. At least you didn't spill any on my mattress (my teddy bear smells a little odd 'though).

I didn't tell Rusty any such thing! How does he know you have hairy legs anyway? The standard assumption is that it is another part of the plumbers' anatomy that's most often affected.

The kettle will probably be clean enough by smokeo tomorrow. I had forgotten the 12-4 use it to warm their cognac, even gets most of the 8-12's evening pot-noodle debris off.

To stop your teddy bear smelling fusty you need to play with it a bit more and wipe it when you have finished with it.

My teddy bear is faithful and would never take Horlicks from a stranger.

Ballynmuck Village Hall??? I rather think not. We don't do Highways and Byways.

Highwayand byways, let me tell you, Ballynmuck has two pubs and a P.O. and only 20 miles from Carrick. it's main buisness is watching a cow roam round a field and blathering outside the P.O. about the lady with the large chest.......You dont know how to live in Dublin.

Ah that Ballinamuck (notice subtle rearrangement of letters). Never been there despite the obvious attraction of the Madonna with the big boobies.

If you ever lose the will to live i can recommend it. Dont forget to look in at the P.O. there is a vast array of wellies on the shelves, dozens of them all size 14! next year they are buying a fridge to put their only bottle of red lemonade in.

Eyup ES have you ever been to Drumcora city, cowboy land?

No. I have not.

just had the Agent on the Phone. nothing for us yet. So, where will we go from here? all suggestions welcome guys.

Well, offering day trips in the Levant is out. Baltic's a bit dodgy. Black sea and Dardanelles the same only more so. If you did your usual trick and followed the nearest pipeline we'd probably find a hole in it. I wonder if it would not be more restful to stay here until the port tanks show a low level.

fine by me Mr Varley. Might have to move out to an Anchorage soon though. have to use our launch to gat ashore when that happens,

(By the bye was T Denmark's EM D/A RR engined?)

Either the Frankfurt or Denmark had a big red RR Em Alt, not sure which one. On a big steamship a simple diesel Em Alt was required not a finnicky, temperamental prima donna that, like Tmax, let you down when exposed to a bit of work.

Irish Sea is out until Manx Steamship puts manners on their out of control crews.

I hope you men are not doing anything dodgy, if i find out you have i will report it, you could be shot and then imprisoned for life.

How about a trip up Shitt Creek? day excursion to Laxey to have a whirl on their big wheel? afternoon tea and buns in the Harland and Bluff shityard? I know a couple of guys there who do a nice bottom scrape at reasonable rates.

I don't care where we go as I'm currently up to my arse in Allegators which ES dumped in the deep tanks as ships pets.

Alligators?
What has he done with the crocodiles that I sent him?
Has anyone seen the GD's ship's cat recently?
Not a cat (or crocodile) lover myself actually.

Bloody All-Blacks.

They beat us without the need for Richie McCaw fouling and cheating all over the pitch.

I hope they win because first prize is a week in the Isle of Man.

Tommy has been guarding the pump room bilges incase any low down rodent should make attempts on broaching the port. He is back in my house for a kip come my dinner-time.

(I'll have you know that I met a lovely choir afficianada this afternoon outside the Bridge whither I had been summoned by my usual chess challenger for extra humiliation. She would love to win that prize as she is determined to return in the Summer).

The RR would, I submit, have done more than adequate emergency duty had we all not, in those days, done our utmost not to test them properly. The Saturday sports day start up to make acid exhaust and then to stop it again as soon as it excited could not have done more to encourage cold corrosion than a cold corrosion salesman. One failure I remember revealed itself during a real emergency - ER flooding following a mutiny in the South China Sea. Could only run for just long enough to re-aim the satcom dish before overheating. Piston crown found with a hole in it - testing less frequently and in more depth would obviate the need for steam plumbers to delve into Dr. Rudolph's mysteries).

As soon as it excited invariably the phases were totally unbalanced, and Lecky never had the confidence to check any further so the beast was put to bed for another week.

cant beat steam for reliability. ICE Engines art purely a convenience and noisy at that. This is where we score points. we have steam, Diesel and electric propulsion.

Just to let you all know where ES is, he is on the bog of Allan digging up turnips for halloween.

Never mind the turnips or Halloween.
Vegemite celebrates its centenary today 25 October 2023.
Do we have sufficient in stock for the voyage?

Allan had sprout vindaloo for lunch. I don't think he is going to be worrying about Marmite substitute until ES has shifted his for Allan's.

When Ireland was part of the Empire the Bog of Allen was renamed The Great Plain of Maryborough, no doubt trying to flog bits off to chancers and idiots. Paddy might be a bit slow but he knew a bog when he seen one and he resisted the offer. Sound man Paddy.

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His Lordship is back on the Port. 3 cheers from the ships company, no more bearded grump.