Cor blimey! Look at the state of things in ‘ere!
However, am not in a good state myself after last night, so shall just fire up the nespresso machine and collapse into a comfy chair until the scrubbers arrive.
Now....you’ll be wanting to hear about my intimate supper with the Admiral after the party here.It didn’t go the way he or I had planned, we staggered down to the docks and prepared to board HMS Stiffbarnacle, when all, of a sudden,
A small band of young roughs hove into view, as drunk as skunks, calling out ribald remarks to me and surrounding us.
In the ensuing scuffle they knocked off the Admiral’s hat and threw him into the dock! I didn't hang about, pausing only to take off my shoes I hightailed it back to the bar.....which was locked up by then ( probably by Phoenix who had pocketed the key).Am nothing if not resourceful though, so padded off to the all night Chinese laundry where Steamy Stan let me in,
And after his sympathy and a bowl of noodles, I allowed him to have his wicked way with me on a pile of old shirts.
