Originally Posted by
John Arton
Rum, never touched the stuff after being led astray by the deck crowd on the Beaverfir . I was 2nd trip cadet and arrival day in Vic docks, lunch time on the phone home to my mother, the deck crowd knocked on the phone booth wanting to know if I was going for a Saturday lunch drink with them. What followed was a 24 hour binge drinking beer and rum chasers, got back to the ship Sunday evening absolutely wrecked and with a mouth like a Chinese wrestlers jock strap and a head like Birkenhead. Never touched the stuff since, even the smell of Bacardi makes my stomach turn.
Winter trips on the Beaver boats we were issued with a bottle of rum each every crossing, courtesy of C.P. gave mine away every time.
Rgds
J.A.