Christmas greetings
 

WISHING ALL EX RO's AND MEMBERS A VERY HAPPY CHRISTMAS AND PROSPEROUS AND PEACEFUL NEW YEAR.

Neville

Thank you, Neville --The same to you and yours also, plus all our other shipmates on this site.

Tom.

BAH !! HUMBUG !!!

(Goes up on roof to set Claymore mines for Santa.)

:big_tongue: :p :sweat:

Can't do that. Think of the Reindeer just poison the sherry and mincepie (and should Tiny Tim sneak a bite, all the better to reduce the surplus of their number).

Is there a surplus of people of reduced stature? I think we should be told.
Some are skating on thin ice, well rather thick ice but load must be taken into consideration.

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Are we sure Hawkey was an RO, he comes across as a gentleman.

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Engine Serang,

Thank you for the gentleman comment! Definitely an RO from cradle to retirement. First ship 1964 until early retirment from GKA in 1998.


Neville

I think Tiny Tim was tiny because of lack of years rather than lack of inches (although schoolboys can be very cruel). Mr. Dickens does not tell us of Tim's diagnosis. Were his cripplehood down to genetics than it is another demerit for Scrooge in allowing him the chance of survival to breeding age (supposing he did have the inches for the work).

I might add that a comment like that from a Hibernian is a bit rich. Mrs. M was Irish and it is a never ending wonder that, with the number of her kinsmen employed to play on her little boy's distant writing apparatus, that there was any room left in MIMCO for the whiteman.

Did you know you can determine polarity of supply with a potato?

Saw a military laser at a car boot sale and thought I'd also like to have Christmas lights in the garden to celebrate the solstice so I paid the nice man (I think his name was Reg (the Spiv) Cray, possibly a distant relation) and took it home.

But then the bloody neighbours started to moan about missing chimney pots, parted washing lines and two halves of a cat found on the lawn.

So much for the Christmas spirit is what I say.
BAH HUMBUG !! :sweat: