Met an awful lot of Marias in my time. Often wonder how, when that bloke in West Side Story stood in the street shouting for Maria, only one girl came to the window. Albi.
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Met an awful lot of Marias in my time. Often wonder how, when that bloke in West Side Story stood in the street shouting for Maria, only one girl came to the window. Albi.
SHE SAID I WAS THE ONLY ONE.....HOW COULD SHE ..HAD A PHONE CALL 20 YEARS AFTER LEAVING THE KIWI COAST TO SAY I WAS A ...GRANDAD...Im afraid when I new she was pregnant I got frightend , I HAD TO DO THE RIGHT THING....so I shot off down South America for a few years on the A boats, thought she would forget me ...been in touch a few times, still intouch with some of the girls off the KIWI coast 40 years on .......Shore Boson from monties has gone back into the Bush now, shes about 75, and has grown a grey beard ( dont care what she looked like .I liked her ........must be the Aussie beer.)
talking about these girls,i got very friendly with a girl in wellington.n.z.
who after a week asked me to get her pregnant,so that she could marry me.
the reason was,her family had emigrated to n.z. and she did not like it
there,and wanted to go back to england.:confused:
the things some girls would try.
:mad:
Hi Mike,I once ended up in the same situation as you,after the event she said what shal we call him (The baby)I whipped the condom off tied it in a knot and threw it into the river and told her "If he gets out of that you can call him Houdini"
Regards.
Jim.B.
I know my girls were not shared, all good girls, all virgins, well thats what they told me, ! ! Does anyone remember a girl from doris,es bar in kingston jamaica, ? Called shanghai, half chinese half jamaican, ? Well was dancing with her, she nicked my wallet, so i said nothing, went to the cop shop up the road, came back with a copper bigger than cassius clay, wallet was soon found intact, another girl in valencia spain i gave her a watch for being friendly, in the morning she was asleep when i left, out of habit i put my watch back on, when i was back aboard i realised what i had done, but that is not the end of the story, about a year later i write to her saying i wanted to stay with her for a weeks holiday, about a month later i got a reply from london, saying she had married a seaman, but he was away, so i could visit her, i declined, well he may have been bigger than me, ! Nearly caused a riot in pireaus, a girl enticed me in her house, when i got inside many girls there, and i found a better one. She was not pleased. I could write a book, but better i dont.;)
Great story, Vernon. Those little scares make life interesting, don't they? Well, you obviously do have the love and understanding of a good woman. Congratulations on 44 years - that's wonderful!
P.S. I am staying in touch with the woman who contacted my mother a couple of years ago. It took a little detective work on my part to locate her after the phone call but she's still so keen on finding my dad that I figure two of us searching is better than one. She now lives in Sweden/works in the UK (???) and is clearly a bit of a loonie but maybe she'll be able to find something I can't.
Old saying on deck {MADE ROUND TO GO ROUND} Best port i ever sailed into and witnessed this was Tampico..Mexico one in one out. Afraid most of you guys were preparing our lunch while us on deck got the pick of he crop. Mind you we did leave you the left overs :p:p:p Happy days lads Terry.
Posted this before but did this mate of mine have a lucky escape. About to sail from Lagos on a palm boat bosun asked weres Jimmy???? Sent me all over the ship no were to be found,, Get ashore in that taxi and get him back now!!!!!!!!!! First bar i went into here is Jimmy,Terry dont even ask he was drunk as a skunk i am not going back i am getting married tomorrow,W,T,F,:eek::ee:He wasnt a big guy through him over my shoulder and got him straight back the ship . The thing he was going to marry resembled red rum what a butt ugly human that was.:eek:You still owe me that large one J. Donnelly i no your out there Terry.
Strange the tales from home, we were raised on, but to tell today, much of the wording would have to be changed to be Politically correct now.
A local lass from then was known as June the c***, the tart with a heart. June plied her trade in the port, and apparently took many a tars wages, but come the end of the week, gave much in cash back, before the chaps sailed again, that they had some cash to leave with, an old tale of a true tart with a heart.
JUNE WAS POSSIBLY A FORE-RUNNER OF THE MODERN, GIVING SOMETHING BACK TO THE COMMUNIY.
Those were the day's, before I was born even.
K.