Location: Grand Harbour, Valletta - Fort Ricasoli.
Jeff: “Wow, away we go! Cool breeze, just perfect.” Singing along with the ship’s crew : “Fifteen men on a dead man's chest Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum. Drink and the devil had done for the rest Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Nick: “Please, don’t shout, Jeff. I don’t trust these men. They could be swashbucklers for all I know. Ready to slit your throat at the first instance.”
Crew: “The mate was fixed by the bosun's pike. The bosun brained with a marlinspike. And cookey's throat was marked belike ……………Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum…..
Jeff: “Maybe you’re right, Nick. They have been drinking rum all day and we haven’t left harbour yet. And I think they are already aware of our presence up here.”
Nick: “We have to take turns to keep a watch on them. They look like a bunch of pirates to me.”
To be continued.
Thank you very much for looking and for your lovely comments on yesterday's picture.
Great capture. That crew sounds very dodgy - was this the sort of getaway that your son had in mind for Jeff? It sounds as if it might be rather stressful! ;-)
This is a fabulous ship, great chosen pov