Ship to Shore: Telethingy/email/satellite bypass: F.A.O. Maj. Shuttleworth. Hilary (Rtd.)
Hilary, psst, we seem to be getting some intereference so I'll make this brief.
Just having a little 'good night snifter' before retiring. Sadly Marjorie passed out between the Abricot Sorbet and the Bombe Alaska and is presently sawing logs the size of Canadian pines ... ZZZZZzzzzzz...
We seem to be on our way to Trieste, which is somewhat ironic since the last time I was there I had a dalliance with a delightful young gal in the resistance back in '43. That was after I left Bombay, I think... memory failing too here I'm afraid. Trieste; is that Italy or Slovenia these days? Bloody Eurozone is getting me confused.
You would not believe the state of this ship! 40 years old and someone did a bloody good deal flogging her to the Arabs. Tonight - bodies everywhere, champagne flutes rolling around on the promenade deck. Think I'll probably spend the rest of the night browsing this interweb thing since some fool gave me his Officer Internet Card as ID!
Toodlepip,
Tre
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Tre,
I remember that girl! you lucky, lucky beggar! Trieste belonged to Italy last time I was there, but they did play tennis with it for a long time so take your service piece with you just in case...
Just think... all that booze on the old girl and she's going to live with the arabs - poetic justice methinks...
Drop me a line on return and I'll treat you to a Glenmorangie in the club.
By the bye, got this RAF type trying to get in, blessed brylcream boys get everywhere don't they? Remember the chaos in Malaya that time when they jettisoned their bombs in a safe place coming home? Out of all that jungle to aim at, they had to hit our blessed gin store. Tykes. Serves us right they said - we should have shared... Hah!
After all this excitement I have to go and take a power nap to brighten up and rest my eyes. you'll be surfing the fishing net or something then? These naval chaps were always a pushover for a sob story and a gin. Ha ha.
Chin Chin
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