Trouble at t’ mill
Thinking ahead, MP bought himself a vacuum flask before he came away. Dreaming of hot soup after every dive, he carefully washed it out and left it to dry on the draining board in preperation for the week ahead.
WW, just starting his week, saw a flask in the galley and marvelled at the consideration shown by the Halton in providing flasks for the guests use. Noticing that there was only one, he knew to guard it jealously. Filled with hot tea, he took it everywhere with him, even his cabin at night.
Now MP seen his new flask in use by another but, not wishing to upset his new polish freind, let the matter lie. Howvever as time went by, he missed his soup more and more. He tried asking directly but was not understood. He tried a “has anyone seen my flask?” to all the assembled group when they were round the table, to no avail. He is still scratching his head as to a manner of retriving the flask without causing either offence or bloodshed.
I heard of his predicament in the pub and chuckled. Best not to get involved. After all, the customer is always right. Even when they differ amongst themselves.
Update: thurs.
After a subtle flask recovery, MP has ear bother and so is unable to dive today. WW has a torn wrist seal and so has borrowed MP’s suit. All is forgiven.
