Beautiful girls

If its not your jacket then its your trousers. JS

Hi John
A gentleman Never discusses his lady friend in public. That is why she will forever be anomymous.
also her father may find out and that will be the end of my trips to Tahitii.
Cheers
Brian.

You not think Kong, anonymity seems a little irrelevant now that the 'cat is out of the bag', so to speak. I'm sure every father knows his own. Nice pic though.

Hi John
At the time I thought it was a very poignant scene, I could not resist taking the photo.
She looked so alone on the River bank,
Her flower behind the right ear means she is single.
She has a mobile phone in her hand.
Is she perhaps waiting a call from her blind date who has probably met Stan and got himself bevied.
A story could be written about it.
I thought it was a lovely scene that you rarely come across so I could not miss it
Cheers
Brian

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Originally Posted by Ivan Cloherty

Best thing to do is focus on an ugly whilst you're sober, go to bed with her and then your not disappointed when you wake up in the morning

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Ivan, I remember waking up next to red rum in Beira her bloody teeth when she smiled at me :hair_raising: you could have got 2 apples in it , The length of her neck and the veins where bloody scary mate she put Deirdre Barlow to shame and could have jumped around Aintree racecourse grand national no problem in fact I cleared the door that quick so could I at the time:Seeya:. The most beautiful woman I ever met was in Vera Cruz Mexico no make up or face paint needed just a natural beauty.:love10: Terry.

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Originally Posted by Captain Kong

Hi John
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Cheers
Brian

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Brian, I am pleased to see that in your world romance is still alive and well.

Here is a beautiful young lady I met in B.A. All was not what it seemed.
Like when I was in Tahiti a few weeks ago and I was kissing a beautiful Tahitian wahini and she turns out to be Stan`s SON.
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From a `VOYAGE ON THE URMSTON GRANG`E story in Seafaring Stories thread.
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A couple of days later I was in the Texas bar and met a beautiful bar maid, Cleopatra. She only had eyes for me and really made a fuss of me. I danced a tango with her. Our bodies were entwined, I could smell the perfume in her hair, and the electricity between us was magic. She finished her shift at 12 midnight.
I thought I had cracked it, all night with a beautiful young lady. We walked hand in hand along the Avenida, across the Plaza towards the Pink Palace and then down the side street on the right side of the Palace, then up some steps into a building of apartmentos.
In her apartment she poured me a drink of Anis and put her record player on, we danced slowly and held each other in our arms and gently kissed as we swayed to the music. It was a very sad love song of a young Gaucho and his Senorita, they were sat on the Pampas singing to each other and when she hit the high notes the cattle stampeded and they were trampled to death under a thousand Bovine hooves.
She then invited me to her boudoir, I was in faster than Flynn. We divested ourselves of our clothes to the strains of a Tango. I was down to my boxers and socks when she slid her panties down, Shock Horror, she had a bigger wedding tackle than I had.
I was out of there quicker than I went in, down the steps, up the street out by the Pink Palace and across the Plaza. The Vigilantes Guarding the Palace were shouting, “Halta, mucho loco Inglezi Marinero” I carried on running, just in my boxers and socks. They gave chase but couldn’t catch me, they were weighed down with their uniforms and guns and sabres. I ran through La Boca, along the railway tracks to No. 4 Berth through the side of the sheds and up the gangway and down aft to the mess room.Where I collapsed on the bench. Gasping for breath.
“What`s the matter with you Lah?” said Charlie. I told them what had happened and I that I had left all my gear behind with my sub in my pockets at Cleopatras` apartmento. You would have been OK with `her` said Charlie, I was with `her` last trip. I guess there is no accounting for taste.
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Cheers
Brian

So wheres the photo of the beard Brian, is it too bad to show. It was only a few weeks old then. Cheers John S

Love your stories Brian.:rolleyes: Did you ever get your togs back hahahahaha
Glad you are fit enough to go on all these trips long may it Last. Enjoy them
while you can as you only get one chance.:cool: Look forward to more stories when I call in!!!!:thumb_ship2:
Love and Hugs
Tiger 1

Regret missing you at the weekend, next time hopefully. X X Keith.

Re: Beautiful girls
Love your stories Brian. Did you ever get your togs back hahahahaha
Glad you are fit enough to go on all these trips long may it Last. Enjoy them
while you can as you only get one chance. Look forward to more stories when I call in!!!!
Love and Hugs
Tiger 1
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I will be putting an account of my trip around the planet sometime next week, with photos, including one of John Sabournes New Beard. Gruesome it was, it has probably grew some more in the last couple of weeks.
So far I have written 4,220 words. and only up to leaving Sydney. hope you will enjoy it.
Cheers
Brian