RIP the Tot

[Bill Cameron]

In the days of Admiral Nelson
Or it might have been before
The Navy got it’s heritage
Its customs and it’s law.
Now some of these were good things
and some of them were not
but they’ll never find how to replace
that daily little tot.
It isn’t served haphazard
like tea or even beer
but with pencil book and water
and other useless gear.
“Jack Dusty” and his “winger”
perform a sacred rite
they brew a swill called “ two and one”
On which we have to fight.
With bottle jug and fanny
we muster at the shrine
“get into line you sailors”
“that first fanny’s mine!”
Then with murmered incantations
Such as “seven, one, two”
the high priest and his acolyte
dispense the holy brew.
When the seas are breaking over
and you feel you’ve had enough
when the “chef” has dropped his tatties
and his “oppos” burnt the duff!
when your lockers full of hogwash
and your hammocks gone to rot
there’s nothing that can quite touch it
your daily little “tot”!


R.I.P.
31st July 1970 the day of the last tot.

[Dennis McGuckin]

Bill, I recall hearing that those with a beard, received an extra tot.
Hence lots of hairy faced sailors.
Any truth in that story?

[Des Taff Jenkins]

Hi Den.
Depending on who was serving the tot if you were Hairy ar*seed you may have had doubles.
Cheers Des

[happy daze john in oz]

Of course we would like to say that it has gone so that Den can improve the quality of his tab nabs, but the fact remains he still uses rum essence.....bloody cheap skate.

[Bill Cameron]

Never heard that story before Dennis, I had a beard laterly, never ever got an extra tot.