just noticed I am overdue for my Tetanus jab as well. Hey ho! off to the sick bay I go.

wonder if there are any Testosterone jabs for the aged flatulators aboard

I will be watching you while you are watching me then. :flowers:

Ah! A testosterone jab. Well yes I could probably do with one of those as well!

Off to dick bay before I am shot again.

McC

Injectors is it?... profuse apologies Red17 but I was not aware you had experience of fuel injectors. Please accept my sincere apology and you are welcome to service the main injun injectors at your pleasure. (I assume you have the correct extraction equipment to hand) :supercool:

We are currently running on my patented mixture of HFO, Bunker C, Guinness and Irn Bru so no adjustment of the burn rate will be necessary. :smoking:

I shall dispatch Eric to the sick bay when he finishes his watch, he only has the second hand and part of the strap left to consume. As for myself I shall be conspicuously absent as my BUPA subscription is still in force and further have a distinct aversion to hypnotic nurdles, especially when wielded by young ladies :o

Just make sure you don't resort to blast injection!

Oh, Red-17, you could talk me into anything except having a record. I leave that to my legal double, he's a bad 'un.

I have a record - but not the criminal kind. It's vinyl and you can listen to the whole thing here:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O5T3kWOYY0Q

Cheers, :pint:

Arriving at "sinking" co-ordinates. Tmac, please turn off the cloaking device (Black Bush coming down voice pipe as we speak) No doubt our accoustic devices will pick up the two Los Angeles class subs that have been assigned for our protection (and that of our cargo).They will not know that they have picked them up but wouldn't they like to know.

Dart Skipper, please plot a course for the Yucatan Channel to pass 20 miles off the coast of Cuba. Then head for Galveston Bay.

Now we can all relax. Drinks at the Pool Deck bar on me. :pint: :pint:

I'm a bit of a coward when confronted with needles so now is the time to muddy the waters and delay the inevitable.

Red 17, you want me to report to the Sick Bay with my Service Record, I assume you mean my Inoculation Certificates...... Stop the boat!!!! Before I proffer my bum up for a jag I demand to see your certificates in Phlebotomy and Venipuncture, even if they were awarded by the University Hospital of Waga Waga. All I have is Farmer Johns word that you are a medical professional, not a Bush Nurse with a rough and ready manner.

Enough mud for the time being, bum safe from unnecessary penetration UFN.

just had all my jabs, RED17 is very good even if i have two aching arms and prefer to stand for a while. she had all 8 needles laid out waiting for me. This lady is good!

I had an encounter with a famous 'Bush Nurse' years ago - God she was scary! A thorough dragon. Red does not come over on here as anything like that.

Will that get me gentle treatment for my injections?

Aye, aye Tom.

We should be OK passing the North coast of Cuba, Fidel sent all the missiles home in 1962, allegedly. I can plot a course between Cuba and Haiti to throw any spy vessels off our track. We could detour via Jamaica and drop the hook in Montego Bay and nip ashore in the Admiral's Barge.

Just a thought.

I will be along for my jabs in due course, as long as the needles are not as big as the one I had inserted when I had pneumonia. I'm sure it was actually designed to administer therapeutic substances to a horse.

thats what happens when you wear short shorts Roy. People mistake you for a Horse......LOL

This kinda reminds me of my first ship at sea where the skipper was undergoing his last trip and a clean record, and under extreme stress to keep it that way.

One night I heard him muttering, while standing in the corner of the wheelhouse that nobody paid any attention to him anymore. :(

If you want to do that it's OK by me, but in order to satisfy the change in arrangements, I'll have to tell the two Los Angeles class subs that we have picked up a Russian sub on our accoustic gear and are taking a circuitous route to lead it astray as it appears to be following us. They'll have a lot of fun, and probably develop ulcers looking for it. :jump:

oh i say, What fun guys. Going to enjoy this ha ha

As a real Engine Serang said to me, "He is same-same e schmolly horse".

Trip to Jamaica would be good. Do we need any extra jabs against Jerk Sauce?

I was tying them up with two round turns and a half hitch, but got interrupted after the second round turn. :shock:

a turn for the worse then Roy...LOL

Oi! Veh! Maybe we do have a Russian sub in our presence -- the stain on the sea which we thought might be Red Tide, turned out ot be, upon analysis - Borscht. Maybe their cook is jettisoning their left-overs? :chuckle:

I have noticed that elimination of almost anything after a good dose of Beetroot has a distinct colour. Maybe not left-overs but material that has worked it's passage.

Perhaps the crew jettisoned the cook.

Yes, definitely a nasty turn. :rolleyes:

Just a reminder -- for those of the crew who have visited Kingston, when we get to Jamaica you'd better go in disguise.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mEbtg-akYDA

:supercool:

Don't wash your hair for 6 weeks and splice bits of frayed polyprop mooring line into your hair. Baldy Bastewards will have to stay onboard. They will miss the excitement of dodging stray bullets and Rick O'Shea's.
I will drink mucho Red Stripe with my old mucker Jeffery Dujon.

I think I'll just drape that old brown stained mop head from the pantry over my head -- that should give an authentic dreadlock look. :D

Calm down Squeek, what are you getting so excited about?..... Oh I see you have marked the calendar with a note that it's Sir Billy's birthday on Saturday......... dunno why you are so excited you won't be getting any presents.:( well perhaps an extra watch just so you miss the party :smoking:

Just think we will be carousing and having a great time imbibing of the falling down water and lots of goodies to eat while you will be toiling away down the pit :( That will teach you NOT to forget MY birthday.... har har har :chuckle:

Just a note of caution Tom, I used that to unblock the sewage tank discharge pipe, still the residue is apparently good for hair growth, some sort of fertiliser I believe. Millions of flies can't be wrong I suppose :chuckle:

Thanx for the heads up, Tmac -- I thought there was a certain (h)air about it when I put it on, but the aroma does perhaps lend a certain authenticity to the look. :bye:

Squeek you are an idiot !!!! :( you have turned over two pages on the calendar, this is May NOT June :(

No matter, your pay is stopped for this month and your cheese ration cut :(

Never mind Squeak. Its an honest mistake. Here I have a little Bourskin cheese for you. (at least I think thats what the man said it was)

We will have to make our stop in Kingstom, Jamaica short, (but sweet?) There are so many bars and clubs, that in order to assess the quality of them we need to embark on our usual pub crawl when visiting a port. I do have a 1000 yard spool of waxened thread to unravel as we proceed, so we can find our way back to the ship. Think I'll have a stiffener before I head ashore. :pint:

Why is it called that when it so often ends up having the opposite effect?

Varley, it refers to the ultimate effect, anyone drinking more than 3 pints of beer a week will die a liver wrecked lunatic. I have arranged for my Wife's allowance to be added to mine, only prudent.

I regret to tell you that I attempted to follow this Clew using a small torch (More of a well controlled conflagration). Your plan is in ashes, and we will have to follow our natural instincts to get home.

That is an alternative I had not considered. Try less oxygen in the mix and it may not burn through the safety line next time.

safety line? ...Oh crap. I just saw it on the ground....been rolling it up all the way here. Oh Tom has one the same....and its attached to mine!!
I think Varley has a GPS thingy on his cell phone. we can follow him back. But we stand his drinks for the night out of respect.

Hear! Hear! Or is that where, where. Oh! Here, Here. You mean that there? Oh! Here's a bar with a red light outside --- I guess that means STOP here. :pint:

right ho Tom, Lead the way my good man I'll get them in.
Barman/maid (well you never know these days). What ever my crew want please I am paying.Oh and a couple of bottles of your finest port for the gentleman with the beard please and a handfull of your finest Cigars too!.