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Tmax, your chest must be swollen with pride from all the good wishes of our Colonial and Commonwealth'ey shipmates.
I have not wished you well on these pages because, being a local, I intend dropping in this evening to raise your spirits. And speaking of spirits I will have a Red Cross parcel consisting of a bunch of grapes and a bottle of Lucozade. The Lucozade will naturally, be heavily adulterated with Black Bush and you'll be firing on all cylinders by Wednesday.
PS, I've given the Surgeon the Poker Gauge to measure your weardown and we will chance our arm by applying to be exempt the next drydocking. Double full ahead.
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