Sods that they are..
So they woke me up, dragged me out of my bed kicking and screaming and then sat on chest, all the while pouring wine down my gullet.
I then had to stay on guard all night ready for the early morning coffee brigade so that I could let them back in the galley.
And all that included in my humble, meagre charter price. All heart, thats my weakness.
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