That is how it was delivered, except it took two stewards to lug the bucket down. We need the injun room staff to be well and able to take a good sound insult.

No show without Punch, and he does resemble...

Wait till he is better.

He kept the tray, of course. Something about white metal bearings for the alarm clock, seemed fair to me.

Just what I needed in my hour of need a Canuck with a death wish :mad::mad:

Thank you Farmer John you are a scholar and a gentleman and your kindness will not go unrewarded and neither will Sir Williams, notes have been taken in the ER log :quill:

Its OK Tmac. you go take a nap. I will stand the 12 - 4 watches for you mate.

Right Squeak. Nip up to the Funnel suite with these tablets i got from sick bay. when you get back we will polish all the brightwork and handrails. YES! you will get extra Cheese ration for it

Actually, here in Canuck Land I am usually referred to as a Limey. (I take that as a compliment!) Steward, just a little slivver of lime on the rim of my Double Cuba Libre, par favor. :pint:

sweat!....Might as well give myself the 4-8 as well and let the boss have more rest. now lets see whats in the duty book. Hmmmm....Ok Squeak, you hold the fort down here and I'll go grease up in the steering flat.

Steering flat? Grease? Flat out, big red buttons, white metal clock bearings, Cuba Liberation Front cocktails? I'm totally confused. It all started when I sat on that big red seat in the wheelhouse by accident and the scenery started to speed up.

I'm going for a lie down myself. I may be coming down with something. :yawn:

deck winches all greased. boat davits checked...whats next?...ah yes the focsul to check the windlas and mooring winches.
Best get me oilies on as theres bound to be a bit of spray. If theres a green one over the Bow the drivers fired!!

Cut-outs ----- rig a lifeline for Sir William, will you please! Wouldn't want anything unforseen to happen to him would we? (Especially if he's got his Titaniuim credit card in his pocket!) :wink:

ah yes health and safety, best wear my survival suit and helmet with BOT life vest.
Looking forward to relaxing in the bar later....I* could murdert a pint right now.

anybody know if we have the services of a Padre on board?......... I wish to enquire if there is a God what have I done to annoy him? Have never been as sick in my life, just crawled under the floor plates and hoped to die in peace but no such luck, the torture just goes on and on.....

Sir William should I never emerge again from the pit, Squeek has the keys to the funnel suite and the combination to my wallet......... Just stuff me in the boiler and blow the residue up the tubes:yawn:

Tmac, I am communicating with you from behind an antiseptic soaked screen as I don't wish to get your plague. The Plastics have instructions to attend to your every need and I hope you get very much better soon. Ask for anything and it will be supplied.

Fellow crew, he must be ill, he is talking about opening his wallet and has not asked for a drink. We must get him better.

Very sorry to hear that our Chief Injuneer is under the weather. Can one of the catering department fill up a pint glass with a selection from all the optics in the bar in the First Class Lounge? I don't know if it will have any curative properties, but if Tmac downs it in one go, the resultant hangover will be so bad, that whatever ails him at the moment will seem quite trivial in comparison.

Hope you recover soon Tmac. Squeek has been given a crash course in lever pulling and engine minding by Farmer John and Sir William, so we should be fine to proceed on our present course. All duty helmsmen have been instructed to only steer for the smooth bits.

Tmac wil be fine in a day or three. Poor chaps exhausted with all the hours he puts in down below. Its not an easy job you know.
I am holding the fort down here with squeak. I did have a plastic steward down here bu he melted.

If you''re coming down with something, best make it a case of Four Bells you are coming down with to the Pax lounge. (Forget the lay down!) :bounce:

That sounds like a great plan, Tom.

I did lay down some wine once, but got bored waiting and drank it all.

once had some Wine lay me down once....

This is the only thing to do that makes sense. You expect it to change, to improve, but you need to see how it is going on and to see it isn't getting any worse.

Dartskipper, you are a wise man.

Must have a little check on where we are, and also on where we are going. We must be getting somewhere or else, like our sagacious comrades wine, why are we doing this?

Rutile, as I recall, and a man with brown envelopes.

I have nailed a new plastic five pound note to the outside of Tmac's cabin door... now it's gone. Blooming quick, I think he is getting a little better.

I am nipping up top for a smoko squeak. Keep an eye on things down hear till i get back. Yes you do get a cheese ration for it/ Phew, Tmac has trained him well#

Hey steward...fetch me a pint up to ther boad deck will you please

Sir William, be aware Squeak does not get the best cheese, after the last time. Certainly not the Camembert, the ventilation is not up to it.

I think we are in about the right area to start working out where we should be, as opposed to where we are. Tom, please, where is this stuff supposed to be delivered, I made a note but my Etcha-Sketch got turned over, I can just make out the coast of N America, I keep thinking it is a radar display.

Just checked the paperwork, Groton Connectitup is where we are going. I will dig out some charts. The Readers Digest Atlas will start.

You mean we don't have a Philips World Atlas for Schools on board? :eek:

That's next. 1959 edition.

Come on squeak we are off down the tunnel to check the Pedestal shaft gearings and apply suitable lubrication fluid.