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Lets cut the crap, Baristas my bollix. Give the men Maxwell House, 2 teaspoons of Tate & Lyle and a good dejoram of Black Bush. That's the stuff for the troops.
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#5552
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Where on earth did you learn that uneducated dribble of 2 teaspoons ??? On a high class vessel like the Golden Dreamer II we refer to the sweetening of beverages as "one lump, or two?" in solemn memory of Mr. Cube.
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#5553
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I stand corrected and am morto (Dublineese for mortified ) that Mr Manners has been let slip. But I did warn that signing on riff-raff could have consequences for decorum in the wardroom. I do feel a victim as does Tmac but Lord V ( Eton, Oxford and the Guards ) can mix easily in his superior way.
Billyboy has just corrected me ( Wilfrids, Reeds and Marconi) still quite an impressive education. Little wonder the crew are in awe of him especially when he demands little silver tongs to drop in his sugar lumps. Breeding shows. Last edited by Engine Serang; 20th September 2019 at 07:14. Reason: Nausea. |
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Don't confuse schooling with education! Schooling does indeed make one more easy in the company of any type likely to be a guest of HM as well as drinkers of that Hibernian Black Mush. Education is what makes one avoid both. Especially the latter.
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A bit like putting a tomato in a fruit salad.
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I thought he had a whiff of a ticket puncher about him. Please adjust your dress before leaving the conveniences. I feel we are straying from the proper subject of the care, maintenance, sustenance and entertainment of the GD and crew to a world of sandwiches without crusts and croquet on the Rec Ground.
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#5557
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Never fear -- Sir William was never close to being a ticket puncher. Sir W's spot was up the front end of the train -- the bloke with the shovel I believe. Fireman Bill I believe was his name, and he could cook a mean lunch on his shovel. (Who needed a microwave back then?) Still needed something to wash it all down with though.
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#5558
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V is taking a bit of Incoming elsewhere so let's rally around and show solidarity by inviting him to a Pub Lunch in the Smokeroom. All hands assemble at midday in best bib and tucker and fcuk the begrudgers.
Tmac!!! Get out of that frigging boiler suit (Dongareens) and wash behind your ears, like a good boy. Once on GD Articles always on Articles. |
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NURSE!!!!!!
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Best Bib and tucker it is then lads.
Ulster fry's all round is it? i can put a few bottles on the bar for the occasion! Steward, Take a case of vintage port to Mr Varley and inform him we are having lunch in the smoke room with drinks and that his attendance would be very much appreciated.
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I will put on the Tawny in the smoke room with Havana's but Breakfast (Ulster fry is not a luncheon dish?) must, surely, be in the saloon - camping out in one room is too Chav/hoi polloi for me. Nowhere near pretentious enough.
Don't worry about me and the darkie, E-S. I have just the jockey for that sort of horse. Perhaps camel if horse is haram but I don't think it is. This dietary thing and race: Is there anything you Micks across there in Hibernia don't eat out of superstition? I know it couldn't be the potato but Fridays, I hear, can be a bit restricted.
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(Ulster fry is not a luncheon dish?) What a load of twaddle. The Ulster Fry, or Ulster Grill, is the original 24 hour breakfast. Throw in a poke of chips and you have a mixed grill.
The meat free Fridays is a thing of the past, I for one thought it a small gesture towards a bit of self denial and no harm, but now our pretentious middle class love fish on Friday but it is Halibut or John Dory. We in Ulster have our share of Millennial's as well as the mainland. |
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Next you will be telling me one can have smoked haddock at lunchtime too? These Millennials have a lot to answer for by the sound of it.
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Smoked haddock -- that's the course between the assorted cereal and the bacon, egg and accompaniments. Those were the days when the occifers got the same grub as the passengers.
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#5565
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The ships I sailed on were a bit like the GD, the only passenger carried was Marconi Sahib. It was not unusual for him to take 5 months to receive my Pay-Off telegram. Unbelievable.
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Jealousy will get you nowhere E-S. We got good leave as well.
Tom's got it right. Smoked haddock (here poached in chilli milk) is a breakfast dish like the bacon 'n eggs to order. Breakfast cannot be all day otherwise one could never sit down to lunch or dinner (sod Maugham).
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Dartskipper, or Farmer John, whoever is on watch -- please put the right turn signal on (one short blast on the horn) as we are going to turn right into the mouth of the Seine. All bridge crew report to the wheelhouse for pre-docking libations. Clean glasses will be supplied.
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Think I will come up top too Tom. Not watched a good docking for a while. I'll bring a bottle of Four Bells as wheelhouse admission fee.
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Four Bells is a bit timid, lets attack a jeroboam of Ricard with Absinth chasers. Shots as the Cadets call them.
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The cadets are calling the shots? So that's why there's never anything left in the hotpress!
Although it has been a decent Summer there has still only been two days on which a Ricard tasted right (imagining one to be having it on sea trials off La Rochelle). I'll have to keep the bottle from frost until next year otherwise it will develop little white flakes (or perhaps it does that anyway for Christm…… Phew. Just stopped myself in time).
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TOOT
I think I will stick to the Four Bells, nasty drinks of aniseed remind me of the liquorice water of my youth. A murky brown liquid bespeckled with crumbs. Just to make sure of the right turn, I'll stand on the bridge wing and hang my shirt over the side on the end of a broom stick.
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The only things in our hotpress are clean sheets, clean towels and clean underwear. Cannot imagine any cadet showing interest in such. However should the under garments be soiled there could be a riot. I blame the internet.
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I'm not coming up from the pit, Squeek has made a big pot of Champ and that'll do fine for me.... you lot can keep all yon fancy muck Lord V is partial to, I never did like frogs legs and snails in garlic anyhoo.... makes you fart and your breath stink.
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Hard to bate champ with Abernethy Butter and if starving a pork chop on top.
The Hon David has a challenging palate ruined by snails, slugs and other unmentionables slathered in garlic and sour kraut. WTF are these arty chokes he is always demanding? The poor cook is driven demented and is now reciting The Life of Brian backwards to entertain himself and terrorise the galley boy. As Willie Drennan says, "Champ, champ, gie us mer champ; it's your only man when it's kauld and damp". |
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Anybody on the wheel?
Ah.. that'll be me then. Hard a Starboard it is FJ. Do they still drive on the right over here? Don't want to cause any accidents.
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