psssssssssssssst stell wheres them lap dancers you was on about mate

*confused look !! carries on fishing and drinking his beer*

Oh afternoon BB, here, have a beer mate

*sparks up a cuban and puffs away like Thomas the Tank engine*

*Randomly swims up to the side of the boat, calls Stella over, says "Here, think you dropped these," hands him a pair of sunglasses, then sinks beneathe the waters again,*

Oh !! there they are (huh I) OMG Katie are you *gasps* Ariel ????

Ste.......ffs you dark horse you !!! pmslllllllllll

*carries on fishing for the 3rd day running*

Sod this !! Why am i fishing ! theres no-one here to cook the bloody stuff

Come on BB, lets go to shore, and see if we can liven up Californ..eye..yay I know a couple of places .

Oh hear we go..........*tries to start engine on speedboat* *pulls string* brrrrrrrrrrrrr ptptptptpt brrrrrrrrrrr ptptptptptpt, jessseuusssss *tugs again (sts) brrrrrrrrrr rrrrrr rrrrrrrroooommmmmmmmmmm

Jump in BB........speeds off doing a 180 degree turn, sending a wave, across the bay....WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO does a (SI) at the locals :P

*makes tea*

*goes for a swim*

*fishes*

*takes a shower*

LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Hmmmm 3rd post on the trot !!!

*wakes up, in hammock, to glaring sunlight*

Hmmmm, still no-one around Ah well, may as well well get some breaky for myself.

*Strolls into galley, and rubs his hands* Lets see, what we got here ? *opens fridge*

Bacon, sausage(though slightly mouldy), eggs, tomatoes, black pudding....That'll do

*Puts on Pinny, and turns on the grill*

May as well have a cold one while im waiting...OH hello BB fancy some nosh ?? Take a seat matey, and grab yourself a beer.

*Cooks and makes small talk*

Hey BB fancy going ashore later eh? eh? i know a few Ahem *coughs* places we could visit

*Serves up grub, and consumes with great ease*

Edited at 15:55 Sat 10/11/07 (GMT)

*hears sound of food cooking and the phhhst of a beer can being opened, this sends tids into a frenzy....only so much a man can do with an oriental 26 year old woman in his cabin for a month....shoulder charges door several times but to no avail......walks to back of cabin to do one last full weighted charge and as contact is made with the door,the lock gives way,tids carries on in a forward motion towards the metal steps too the boiler room,tids cannot stop,a thud and many shouts of discomfort follow as he falls down the metal steps into the dark abyss of the boiler room,gets up and gets his bearings and recognises the familiar cigar smell and stale beer....realises all is well, he hobbles up the steps and is suddenly blinded by natural bright daylight, then suddenly sees two dominating figures on deck...rubs his eyes too see the familiar faces of.........is it? could it be? BB actually on deck??? sees stella supping a tinny and a familair cuban cigar......tids shouts
'Ahoy ship m8s'

......where, what and when????
now throw me a cuban and a beer, tids is here

Edited at 01:32 Sun 11/11/07 (GMT)

Well shiver me timbers and blast me barnacles, can it be *rubs his eyes*

OH my good lord alive *nudges BB* it is, its Tids
*Does the Wooooooooooooooooooooooooo(SI)*
Welcome back shipmate *Gives tidsy a manly shake of the hand and a wry grin*

Here ya go grab a beer and a cuban, i'll go and and get ya some nosh, while you catch up with BB.
Oh ya need a shower by the way, you "Pen & Ink" a bit dude !! *holds nose*.

*Goes off to fetch food. and comes back two minutes later*

Here ya go mate, get that down your Gregory Peck !!

Oh btw Paula has taken a sabatical, on that secluded island she often visits, i gotta pick up in the speedboat, in a few weeks time.

*finishes off beer and long awaited cuban then polishes off some fine grub......rubs full belly......BUUUUUURP *

Aaaah that be better so it be, good job there aint any of there fair maidens,and paula abouts to look down there noses at a man admiring fine grub.
Sooo she gone on some pilgramige as she? having a bit of 'me time'......well i guess the tidying up can wait.

*sniffs armpits*

Bloody 'ell m8 i do pen and ink, i thought it was rotten fish.....talking of which, ill go and get a quick shower and how about we get our tackle out? (sts)

*runs off,showers and comes back all cleaned and fresh,gets hold of his tackle and says*

Alreet me sea fairn' 'earty, im stood ere with my pole in my 'arrnd

your what in your hand lmao omg see tids is back oiiiiiiiii get some food on im starvin oh and a brew,seems they let you out again come on chop chop

*shouts back to cheeky*

Im Fissssshing......here ya are gut and scale this and fillet the bEgger and slap it on the grill,douse it in lemon and add some basil too it, wrap it in foil first though...

*tosses a 24 LB Halibut across deck to where cheeky is sTAnding*

flippin heck tids,that got me right in face grrrrrrrrrr you just wait,and how charmin got to cook me own food lazy so and so

well what thheck was you doing lying on deck then????? i slid the begger across deck, not hurled it into the air *giggles uncontrollably with stella..........nudges him in the ribs*

shhhh stop it m8 or she'll slap us

Oh cheeky....
*chortles and tries to hold in the laughter*
.......cook some for me and captain Birds eye and his fishy fingers ere
*points at stella*

you know what you can do,,cook your own *shouts stella* here grab that before tids grabs it mmmmmmmmmmm taste good here tids have a smell because thats all your gettin (sts) lmao

I can smell your fish from here cheeky (sts)
PMSL

lmao no comment tids















omg stop it you know it hurts when i laugh

*sings*

'we shall have a fishy on a little dishy,we shall have a fishy, when the boat comes in............


*sing along BC'ers*

all together now 1,2,3, we shall have a little fishy on a little dishy when the boat comes in lmao,*shouts tids* its ok ive had something to eat would of done you some but thought naaaaaaaaa you can do your own, wakey wakey everyone where are youuuuuuuuu

*emerges from cabin*

tids is here

*packs off thai lady to the awaiting copter*

thanks for keeping me company for that month i was locked in my cabin...now do one

*kicks her up the butt*

*coughs* oh hello cheeky *wry grin* just sending the cleaner home

*looks around*

where is that stella? blooming gambling again i bet......

*shouts around the ship in a sarcastic voice*

Its ok stella ill gut and clean your fish shall i??

Polly!!!! *shouts too cheeky*

Put the Kettle on.......love

Edited at 11:05 Tue 13/11/07 (GMT)

Edited at 11:06 Tue 13/11/07 (GMT)