Just as the Tide was Flowing

As the sun is heading for its nest in the west this vessel is floating for home and the first mate will be heading into the Flattie with his concertina.  I only wish I could join him.  It’s been the kind of Friday I never want to experience a repeat of.  Hoy Kirk matters, searching for lost garments, arguing with a water industry representative. Being threatened with legal action by someone who claims we have an unpaid invoice.  They haven’t even supplied us with any goods in the past 69 years.  Oh how we laughed.  I bet Prokofiev never had days like this.  Or Harry Carpenter and don’t get me started on that bloody Sue Lawley.  She set Desert Island Discs back light years.

Tomorrow is another day.  Bring back Harry Langdon.  It’s always good to be perky (according to the Current Mrs Creel).

Desmond, Dermot and Kevin are in a bad humour.  But it’s not the Toyota Humour.