Queeziness
Thank you The Doog; in a word I get sick too, although decreasingly so; I am told Nelson used to be sick as well, so as I fire my imaginery broadsides at whoever I feel I am in good company.
Though to be serious; it is no joke so I swallowed my pride when I embarked on my Atlantic voyage and took Sturgeron (spelling). Brilliant except I got the dose wrong at times and slept through the wake up call for my watch on two occasions.
And I can tell you ex-Chief Petty Officer (submarines) do NOT like that. I was on scrubbing decks after that.
I recall going to the Farnes on Billy Shiels boat years ago and being sick as a doog, but what a fantastic place to visit when all the birds are nesting. I sailed up there last mid- summer and managed to sail through Crawford's Gut the wrong way, against the tide, under full sail, and what a thrill as we just made it. We then did a figure of eight and ended up in the Kettle the Northerly anchorage for the Inner Farne. Such clear water so beautiful.
Picking up on the Queeziness and going off in the opposite direction which is what I tend to do; I found this today which gives me a tad of reassurance, namely some interesting comments from the FSAâÂÂs (Food Standards Agency) Chief Scientist Andrew Wadge on cheese.
http://www.fsascience.net/2008/03/05/say_cheese
I am not certain of the protocols of lifting/quoting from somebody else blog but here goes:- He was responding to allegations in the Press lately, that soon us cheesemakers and or cheese based product makers; would have to put "scary" labels and pictures onto cheese sandwiches.
Fortunately he goes onto say "It's a shame some media report such unhelpful and inaccurate stories"
Now here I am blogging away innocently I can feel Big Brother saying - we've had enough of that cheek.
So Doog; be brave and bold; have a go with a sea sick pill or failing that, line your stomach with some delicious cheese soup
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Ah yes, Chief Petty Officers, (CPO`s for short), they can be quite fierce sometimes! And there are quite a few things they don`t like.
For example, many years ago, although a minion in the RAF, I found myself on a Royal Navy vessel. (Don`t ask!). It had been a long and difficult morning for all, but I responded smartly to a CPO`s order with the words "Yes Chief!" There was a tiny pause as the short fuse burned. Then came a very loud reply "On MY ***** ship we say `Aye aye!.......and I`m not a ****** RED INDIAN!". The rest of his meaningful advice is lost in the mists of time and the near nuclear blast of his tirade pinning my ears back. I do remember though, that it ended with "...and I don`t like crabs on my ship either!"
That was also the day I learned that sailors refer to RAF personnel as `Crabs`!
A couple of Able Seamen were loitering close by enjoying the show and blissfully smiling..........until he turned his attention in their direction that is!
Happy days eh lads!
God bless "The Andrew".