This sounds like how Fanny Hands road got the name.Quote:
Originally Posted by cappy
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This sounds like how Fanny Hands road got the name.Quote:
Originally Posted by cappy
those that were captains when the majority of us went to sea had beenthro terrible times......there lives at true risk on every voyage......most were just a copy of our selves happy miserable ...but in a position of responsobility which we did not have to the same extent........why would some put on white gloves for sunday inspection and some not even bother with the inspection.......we kept our selves to a standard and lo behold any one who did not ......too scruffy little ist trippers come to mind .....black dog fennely and warthog they soon learnt about cleanliness.........funny they both came from the same part of the country........wont say where ......in case i upset someone........thats for me to know.lol regards cappy now off to mow his lawn ist time this year
Many of the skippers of our day had been Royal Navy men during the war, they would have had some tough times. Annie Oakley, UCL skipper on my first voyage, was one such man. His spine had been damaged in an incident but it did not prevent him from doing his duty as skipper. Most of the time he was quite a happy sort of guy and on one occasion whilst logging me for abusing a blood he told me, 'son there are many passengers I would never allow on here were it my choice, but the company who we both work for think differently'. Logged with a smils one could say.
Hi all.
I thought the thread was about the test matches, no wonder I got logged as much as I did, all those trips ashore and I didn't know that I was losing all my testosterone, no wonder I haven't got any left.
Cheers Des
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Not really my experience- I'm still waiting for the skipper of the Argentine Transport to pay my bar bill at May Sullivans bar. Whatever happened to 'Capitan he pay manana.'?Quote:
Originally Posted by Keith Tindell
while out of shields in a tramp the captain had his wife aboard ...she was a proper lady the old man didnt give any probs to anyone ...i think he was going to retire.....the chief engineer was a scruffy little twat with a squeaky voice......i was 2nd steward and we had two ass stewards and 3 boys .....one of the ass stewards skinned out in auckland ....we took on a belgium who wouldnt get out his bunk the ist time in my life i went in the saloon....i had always managed to get on the serving hatch.......the weather was not too good going to fiji but it didnt stop the gannets.....iwas running round like the proverbial....got through the ist two courses....the sweet was ice cream....but due to shorthandedness the ice cream was not ready........iwas very very pissed off ...the scruffy chie f was squealiing ice cream steward ice cream......the ice cream came and istarted to wop it on the table nearest .......iwas still suffring from the kiwi plonk and birds.........the chief shouted bring my ice cream now ....i lost my rag and walked across the saloon and put it over his head.......the sparky was pissing himself and the deck apps and mates .......the old man jumped up and said youll go inside for this on the high seas assaulting an officer .....i said sorry captainbut hes an ignorant man.....get out of here said the old man off i went wondering what a fiji nick would be like .....i later was told to see the old man ......he said you are a fool you will never go to sea again.......you will be blacklisted .....his wife joined in and said our son goes to sea as a 2nd mate and i hate to think that he is assocoiating with pigs like that chief ......he logged me and iwas a worried man.......got to fiji nothing happened.....later in the trip the 2nd engineer .....on the piss down ower end was challenged on new years eve to go down and open her up ...we said he had no authority ...off he went she started to vibrate like mad the wheelman came down and said the old man had come onthebridge and the chief and they were houting a bawling at each other......the mate an exr hero was put ashore in japan drunk on the medical spirit ........the captains wife one day said keep it to youself but you wont get a dr ...sure enough on pay off day i whipped my book open andgot vg vg i said thank you captain he said f.ck off....which i did.....that was a proper tramp ....oh to do it all again
Must have been one of Chapmans. We never performed like that in the Moor Line. Only when the old man went down the hold head first and the 2nd. Mate hanging out the wheelhouse window and shouting is the basket dead. John S.