Starts to panic now,what if i need help washing my back,how you going to hear me when i cant shout,lmao

I'm sure you'll find a way, you managed perfectly well before I was around Though if you really need me...

*chokes on brew* wipes computer screen,oh Bobby Wobby what do you mean

Nothing, nothing!

*Wanders off, whistling with hands in pockets*

Watches Bob whistling with his hands in pocket,what you got in your pockets,your hands doing a lot of moving about there

Oh, I'm just fiddling with my err... *pulls hands out of pockets* lint! Yes, that's it...

Your *lint* lmao would you mind explaining what the heck lint is the mind boggles

lint, you know, the little pieces of fluff you find in your pocket. What did you think I was talking about?

*Shows Jill a fine lint specimen, fully 3mm long*

Not very big then bobby eh eh lmao you sure it was fluff

Pretty sure, I have studied such things quite extensively. Generally they're no bigger than 5mm, so 3mm's a good size. You don't want to go believing those guys who say their lint's bigger

lmao no comment to that bob

I know, who'd have thought lint could be so interesting!

So are you doing anything today, or just scoffing that melon?

comes out after a very long time

wats been happning round here thn?

Well pull up a chair sit down,put your feet up,passes a drink,are you comfy,right were to begin,let me see,shouts paula gives us a hand to fill pool in on whats happened,oiiiiii nudges pool dont fall a sleep,come on paula chop chop

*Walks on deck with hands behind his back whistling the themetune to the archers, whilst swinging his legs in a forward and sideways motion he admires the fine creased,starched,flaired bell bottom whites that he his wearing like all good sailors do, spots the deck is empty so lets out a quiet little parp and then swigs a nice cold tinny, and lets out a discreet burp*

I wonder where everyone has gone? oh well time for a wee dram and a ceeegar

*pulls up his fav chair and enjoys the quit still ocean and the fine moon reflecting upon the glass like ocean surface, noticing the odd ripple from midnight dolphins just gently breaking the surface tension of the water with there dorsal fins*

ahhhhh the tranquility of it all


*blows a smoke ring in the shape of an albatross*

*gets bored so goes and knocks on cabin doors for a laugh*

*stella and paulas*.....wakey wakey lovebirds.......
*hears affection noises so carrys on to........cheeky and bobs cabin*
wakey wakey you two......*winces at smell and hears girlie farting noises and reaches for fabreeze and nose peg....passes melz cabin*

wakey wakeyyyyyyyyy *heavy snoring*


oooerrrr shes fast asleep


*toddles off to see good ol' BB*

*awakes gumpily to knocking* what the?!? Grr!

*begins heading off to the shower, then realises only came on this BC with the clothes on my back*
hmm, what to do? what to do? ohh

*sneaks into the cabin next door looking for clothes*
*tip toes into Bobs and Cheekys cabin,and trips over chair, jumps around holding foot, while attempting to gag mouth with hand* MMMM!!!

*begins rummaging through drawers and finds some.. less than innocent attire *
*looks back at bob and cheeky, and grins in amusement, grabs some of cheekys clothes* YOINK mine now *heads towards door and bumps into chair again* ahh for petes sake!! oops *runs out of room and heads back to cabin*

*gets ready for the day* Mmm breakfast time i think!.. ohh no one showed me where the kitchen is *sigh*.
*Goes in search of tidnab to ask for directions to food!*

*hears footsteps above on deck, goes to investigate and sees m3lly mooching around*

You ok mel? you look kinda lost.....what is that your wearing, looks like old womans clothing from the 80's...where on earth.......oh never mind i wont ask

*rolls eyes*

sooooo you want to join me and BB for a game of cards and some fine spirits, as long as you dont mind that and cigar smoke, then come on down to the boiler room

Food! show me where the kitchen is.. err and the boiler room and i shall be there shortly.. oh and who is BB?

the food is over there

*points too larder*

grab a buttie or sausage roll or wharever takes your fancy and come and join me and BB for some 'through the night table games'

(BB is boiler bob , the bloke that says nothing but runs the boiler and maintains the engines in the boiler room below deck, is always happy to have comapny anytime to play cards or whatever you want to play)