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CHRIS MARSHALL MUSIC & WORDS

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BETWIXT THE INTERIM : 50 SHADES OF GRAVY

BETWIXT THE INTERIM 1#1  PASSING WATERS

“Thing is”, said Sue, “thing is, you up for a fag, young man?”. D and I were circumnavigating the deck after downing an entire chilled bottle of Codorniu 1551 (recall the Sitges post Cava Tour shop Richard?) on our cabin balcony (cabin 5151) in the glorious sun, contemplating the merits of a delicate cucumber finger (D had plumped for the tomato, oh Alan Bennett, you have so much to answer for). Anyway, we’d decided to Post Bubble by way of allowing me a smoke on Deck Seven, when our first confidante, Sue (and Mum) of Suffolk, but previously Post the Most o’ The Costa Del Crime Marbella style (she remembers the Back End of Mile End too), had offered some outdoor company halting us in our rotational travels.

“WELL” I CONTINUED, “IT’S DIFFERENT NEEDS FOR DIFFERENT SITUATIONS, SUE. LET’S FACE IT, HON” (I’D BECOME A SHADE LESS FORMAL AFTER AN ADDITIONAL HALF OF SAN MIGUEL), “HON, WHEN A 747 PILOT IS ASKED TO CIRCLE, HE JUST LOOKS DOWN AT THE M25 AND TURNS LEFT FOR A FEW MORE MINUTES, WHEREAS CAPTAIN KEVIN OF THE QM2 GETS REQUESTED A BIT OF 360 DEGREES BY HIS PILOT, YET HIS TAKES 118 DAYS, IF YOU SEE WHAT I MEAN.”

“DARLING, YOU’VE BEEN ON THE WACKY BACKY,” RETORTED SUE, PASSING THE WELL FINGERED PACKET OF MARLBORO RED TO MUM IN THE WHEELCHAIR. “WELL,” I SAID, "NOT QUITE, BUT I DO THINK A WEEK IN THE SPA MAY HELP AT THIS STAGE.” WE’D BOTH ENCOUNTERED THE PRISTINE PHILLIPINO DEBBIE AT CANYON RANCH RECEPTION EARLIER IN THE DAY, SO WHEN SHE OFFERED ME 7 DAYS FOR THE PRICE OF 3 IN AQUA THERAPY (AN INDOOR POOL WITH SAUNA AND STEAM THROWN IN), I DECIDED, EVENTUALLY, TO JUMP AT THE CHANCE. ESPECIALLY AFTER MY EFFORTS AT AMUSING ANTONIO OUR EQUALLY PHILIPPINO LOVELY WAITER WERE FINALLY BEING MET WITH SOME SUCCESS, PARTICULARLY AS SUGGESTIONS FOR DISPOSAL OF ANY REMAINS OF THE DAY FROM OUR PLATES TO BE SENT TO HIS MYTHICAL CAT (“SHE LIKES ICE CREAM”) HAVE NOW LED TO A DAILY UPDATE ON SAID FELINE’S HEALTH AND HAPPINESS.

ONLY DOWNSIDE, DESPITE BEING INAUGURATED AS A GOLD MEMBER OF THE CUNARD WORLD CLUB, CAPTAIN KEV STILL HASN’T ENGAGED WITH MYSELF AND D, DESPITE BEING GORGEOUSLY GLITTERY (HERSELF) AND DELIGHTFULLY DICKIED AND DJ’D (YOURS TRULY) DURING TWO VIP CHAMPAGNE RECEPTIONS. HARDLY AS IF HIS HUMOUR SCORES OCEANS ELEVEN IS IT?

 

Betwixt the Interim 1#2  Smokers' Cornered

I’D BEEN CONSIDERING MY OPTIONS, NAMELY, WHETHER OR NOT TO DIP MY COMPLETED CIGARETTE INTO THE ASHTRAY OF A THOUSAND BUTTS WHEN PONYTAIL MAN ARRIVED. MID 60S, WHITE AND ALL TRUSSED UP, HIS PONYTAIL DANGLED PRECARIOUSLY SECURED BY A CUNARD ELASTIC BAND. “HI” HE SAID. “OUT FOR YOUR LATE NIGHT SMOKE ARE YOU?” HE ENQUIRED. “YES INDEED, THOUGH JUST FINISHED MINE, THANKS…DON’T LIKE TO OVERDO IT…IF YOU KNOW WHAT MEAN…” I REPLIED, SUSPICIOUS OF HIS STANCE, STIFF AS IF HE RETAINED AN ENTIRE EXPLOSIVE HEDGE FUND BETWEEN HIS BUTTOCKS, ABOUT TO BLOW. INCONSEQUENTIAL WIFE SAT DOWN. “HELLO THERE. ARE YOU TRULY INCONSEQUENTIAL?” I REQUESTED. “OH YES.” SHE REPLIED. “AH,” I SUMMARISED.

THERE WERE STARS IN NIGHT SKY. ORION WAS STILL WEARING HIS BELT, THOUGH NOT FOR LONG, I CONSIDERED, AS IT WAS ABOUT TO BECOME POLLYWOG DAY.

POLLYWOG DAY (I KID YOU NOT) IS A “MESSY CELEBRATION” WHEREBY ALL THOSE WHO HAVE NOT AS YET CROSSED THE EQUATOR THEREBY DO SO, AND BECOME “SHELLBACKS”. OR STAY IN THE GOLDEN LION, DO THEIR 4TH PUB QUIZ OF THE DAY AND GUESS DAVID ESSEX’S MIDDLE NAME. POLLYWOG DAY INVOLVES HAVING SPAGHETTI THROWN AT YOU, APPARENTLY. SUE MENTIONED THIS UNDER HER BREATH DURING MY SECOND SINGAPORE SLING, KIND OF RISOTTO VOCE…..

MEANWHILE, D SUCCESSFULLY MANAGED A BREAKFAST CONVERSATION WITH A MAN FROM YORKSHIRE WITH AN OFFENDED WIFE, WHO SEEMED TO HAVE BEEN PUTTING UP WITH HIS EXCITING INSIGHTS (“THERE’S NOTHING QUITE LIKE HAVING A BICYCLE ASSEMBLED BEFORE YOUR VERY EYES” OR “GET OFF AT WALVIS BAY AND TASTE THE SALT” TO WHICH WIFE REPLIED “NOT VERY EXCITING REALLY”.) I STRUGGLED THROUGH A PLATE OF SOMETHING THINKING THAT GYM, YES GYM, AND ALL BRAN WILL BE THIS WEEK’S MORNING TREATS.

TONIGHT SEES THE ARRIVAL OF THE RHUBARB DAIQUIRI INTO OUR LIVES, COURTESY COMMODORE CLUB WITH SUE (AND MUM).

CAN WAIT.

Betwixt the Interim 1#3  You say "Dackery"

On board life continues apace with D & I largely down to some Cruise Control and some heavy duty onboard entertainment..."could be a good one tomorrow then" says D, "what with the Juggling", "oh, and embroidery classes" I add. Think I've already tired out some of the gang back home with two emailed literary masterpieces so I'm letting RG enjoy his six consecutive nursing shifts in peace, and G & J transform my old kitchen into an Italian Cafe.

WE'VE SADLY MISSED KATIE CLARKE, PIANO MAESTRO. SO TOO THE DUAL FEMALE FIDDLING OF THE WORLD RENOWNED STRING IDOLS. STILL, WE CROSS THE EQUATOR IN HALF AN HOUR, I'M HAVING A SAN MIGUEL TO CELEBRATE (INFORMAL STYLE, OUR RHUBARB DAIQUIRIS LAST NIGHT LEFT ME WITH A BOUT OF DEPRESSION) WHILE D'S JUST HAD HER FIRST SWIM IN THE MINNOWS POOL. SHE'LL NEED A WINE WITH OUR BUFFET SUPPER. I'VE DECIDED WE SHOULD BOYCOTT THE FORMAL DINNERS OCCASIONALLY AS THE SHIP'S MEDIC DOESN'T STOCK MILK OF MAGNESIA OR ANDREWS LIVER SALTS.

HAD A TOTTYBOOST THIS EVENING WITH MEMBERS OF THE SQUAD (TEAM, CREW?) DINJNG CLOSE BY ALL UNIFORMED UP. ONE WAS EATING EPAULETTES OF LAMB AND ANOTHER WAS A RUM BABE. BTW G MAY WISH TO KNOW OUR RHUBARB DAIQUIRIS CONTAINED RATHER A LOT OF BACARDI.

THE FOLLOWING DAY, WHILE D WAS ADDING A ROLLMOP HERRING ON TO HER STARTER PLATE OF STEAK AND KIDNEY MOUSSE, STIR FRY BRATWURST AND CHILL CON CARNE, I MUSED THAT THE SWELL EMANATING FROM THE GALLEY WAS INDEED BANANA CRUMBLE/CREME ANGLAISE SERVED WITH A WHALE DELICE. THAT’D BE DUE TO THE “THEMED” NATURE OF CUNARD LIFE, AS WE APPROACHED WALVIS BAY IN NAMIBIA, INDEED, THE BAY OF WHALES. I’M SURE THE CAPTAIN SAID THERE WAS AN IPOD OF THEM YESTERDAY. THE FORMER SOUTH WEST AFRICA IS RENOWNED FOR ITS FLAMINGOES, ORCAS AND HUGE PILES OF DUST, OR “SAND” AS THEY’RE CALLED IN THE BROCHURE. THE CURRENCY WE WILL USE AS WE POTTER OFF THE SHIP TOMORROW MORN IS THE SOUTH AFRICAN RAND, NOT THE NAMIBIAN SAUERKRAUT, THE OLD FINANCIAL NOTE ESTABLISHED BY NORMAN SCHWARZKOPF DURING THE GERMAN OCCUPATION IN 1874, DURING THE HAER WAR.

OUR US EXPERT, ONBOARD JUGGLER JOHN NATIONS (SIC) STATED WHILST ROTATING THREE SKITTLES SKYWARD, THAT THOUGH NAMIBIA WAS A COUNTRY WITH WHICH TO BE RECKONED, HE’S STAYING ON BOARD TO SPEND TIME WITH HIS THREE ADMIRING GIRLS, THE STRING QUARTET.

FINALLY, LET IT BE SAID MATT H THAT YOU’D BE DEVASTATED AND ASHAMED THAT I DIDN’T GET CHARLIZE THERON IN THE OSCARS PUB QUIZ, THOUGH I DID MANAGE TO SPOT THAT THE INSPIRATION FOR ZOMBIES: DAWN OF THE DEAD 4 IS THE MORNING HAPHAZARD OAP STICKLADEN STAGGER AROUND THE DECK.

ROLL ON TABLE MOUNTAIN. MORE IN A WEEK.

Betwixt the Interim 1#4

DEAR READER, AM KEEN TO PURCHASE A WORLD TOUR 2017 TOP FROM THE CUNARD SHOP OPP CARTIER CITY ON DECK THREE. D SAYS A COTTON POLO WOULD SUIT BUT I THINK IT COSTS A MINT (HA!), SO AM WAITING TIL I (HOPEFULLY) GET TO THE END OF MY TRIP IN JUNE TO SEE IF THERE’S ANY SHIP SPECIALS…MEANWHILE, THE DELIGHTFUL DANIEL (SOMMELIER) HAS BEEN REPOSTED TWO FLOORS UP WITH THE QUEENS GRILL (SHOULD SUIT HIM) SO AFTER A WILD WACKY AND TRULY WONDERFUL TWO DAYS IN CAPE TOWN (LARGELY WITH ROB AND RICH, WE THANK YOU DEEPLY), WE NOW HAVE RANJITH OUR NEW AND SLIGHTLY CAMP WINEFLOGGER, THOUGH ANTONIO REMAINS SCHTUM ABOUT HIS PUSSYCAT BUT ALSO REVEALS THAT THE NEW CAPTAIN “CHRIS” LIKES TO TALK. A LOT. WE’LL BE MEETING HIM AT YET ANOTHER CHAMPAGNE RECEPTION TONIGHT AS WE SPEED TO REUNION AND MAURITIUS THIS WEEK….MUCH OF CAPE TOWN WAS A BLUR BUT TWAS ASTONISHINGLY BEAUTIFUL AND WE DID HAVE DINNER ON AN OCEAN BOULEVARD (BEACH ROAD) ALMOST AS STUNNING AS MIAMI’S, THOUGH THERE ARE ALSO LINGERING MEMORIES OF BEING DROPPED BACK BY THE LOVELY CLAUDIA (AKA SHARON) WHILE SHE EXPLAINED THE PRICE AND CONSEQUENCES OF HER EXPLODING BREASTS, WITHOUT MISSING A TURN.

YESTERDAY, WE SAW ELEPHANT(S), ON AN AFTERNOON “EXCURSION” IN PORT ELIZABETH….EILEEN A FELLOW GUEST NOTED THAT SOME OF THESE TRIPS ARE “A BIT TOO EXPENSIVE, LARGELY DUE TO THEIR COST…”, WHEREAS JO OUR INCREASINGLY UNLISTENABLE “ENTERTAINMENTS DIRECTOR” (RUTH MADOC, HI-DE-HI NO CHARM, BIG SMARM PLUS SOME GREATLY UNPREDICTABLE TEETH) ACTUALLY STATED AT THE END OF A QUITE HILARIOUS PIANO/STANDUP CABARET SHOW: “WELL WHICH BRINGS US TO TOMORROW MORNING WHERE AFTER OUR TALK AT 11AM, THE REST OF THE DAY WILL INDEED FOLLOW.”

WE ALSO HAVE HAD BURNS NIGHT (HAGGIS STARTER FOR DINNER, BUT SADLY NO FIRST AID DEMONSTRATIONS), NEW INTAKE NIGHT (1600 OFF, 1600 ON, AVERAGE AGE REDUCED NOW TO 68.4) AND TONIGHT IT’S THE AFRICAN BALL, WHERE MY NEW RED DICKIE WILL NO DOUBT COMPLEMENT D’S ZULU AND OSTRICH THREE-PIECE. ONE SO TIRES OF BUBBLES. OK, MAYBE NOT.

DISAPPOINTINGLY, 20 DAYS GONE AND STILL HAVEN’T SEEN ANY FISH TYPE OCEAN ACTIVITY APART FROM THE REGULAR SIGHTING OF WHITE BIT. (THAT’S NEARLY A FISH). HAVING MADE MY KARAOKE QM2 DEBUT (VIDEO WIPED UPON REQUEST), “PETE” (THE OTHER DECENT SINGER) AND MYSELF MAY DO A LITTLE PIANO/VOCAL DUET LATER, AND THOUGH IT'S HARD TO MAKE OUT HIS FACE (SUNBED ADDICTION), HE’S A GAME CHAP, AND “DONE TIME IN THE BIZ”.

FINALLY, TABLOID STORY OF THE WEEK WAS THAT I WITNESSED A MOBILITY SCOOTER PILE UP ON DECK 6 BY STAIRWELL C. NO (FURTHER) INJURIES, BUT THERE’S A 1MPH SPEED LIMIT NOW AFTER DUSK ON AFT.

MORE SOON.

Betwixt the Interim 1#5

WELCOME, FROM THE EXECUTIVE DESSERT LOUNGE JUST OFF THE COAST OF REUNION ISLAND. THIS IS WHERE ONCE HEALTHY PUDS GO FOR REHABILITATION AFTER BEING TRANSFORMED INTO HIGH CALORIE SHOW AND INDEED DOOR STOPPERS, HAVING DISOBEYED HEAD CHEF'S ORDERS. TODAY'S FRIED MELON IN LEATHER SAUCE FOR INSTANCE CAN QUADRUPLE ARTERY DIAMETER IN LESS THAN A MINUTE, WHILE THE NOW COMPULSORY SUET CHOCOLATE DELICE COMES WITH A RAGOUT JUS WHICH ACTS AS AN ANTIDOTE TO EVEN THE MOST HARDY OF ONBOARD AIR CONDITIONING VIRUSES WITH ONLY A WHIFF OF SINGLE NOSTRIL INHALATION.

"GOOD MORNING LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THIS IS THE CAPTAIN (OUR MASTER WITH THE WHITE SLIP-ONS) WITH YOUR DAILY UPDATE: THE WIND SPEED IS 12 KNOTS SOUTH-EASTERLY AND THE HUGE VESSEL ON THE HORIZON IS A SOMALI PIRATE SHIP ABOUT TO BOARD AND HOLD THE ENTERTAINMENT DIRECTOR TO RANSOM...."

I AWOKE FROM THIS NEARLY GHASTLY DREAM WISHING I HADN'T HAD THE JHALFREZI MIDNIGHT SNACK, SO I LEFT D TO HER OWN DEVICES, NO DOUBT DEVOURING ANOTHER STEPHEN KING TRILOGY BEFORE TEATIME.

WEEK 4 COMMENCED WITH A RATHER ORANGE MAN CALLED ALVI HANDING ME HIS CARD AND INVITING US TO A "SUMPTUOUS WINE TASTING" OF HIS RANGE OF SOUTH AFRICAN PRODUCE, INCLUDING BUBBLY GIRL 2015 (100% TRUE). NO THENKS, MITEY. ONLY $300 A POP, TOO.

THERE WAS GLEEFUL RUBBING OF HANDS TODAY BECAUSE OF THE EXTRA REQUIRED RUBBING OF HANDS WITH NITRIC ACID EVERYWHERE ON QM2 DUE TO AN EXPECTED OUTBREAK OF MAD COWS DISEASE.

SO, AS THESE NAUTICAL BLOGS ARE ON THEIR LAST SEA LEGS WITH ONLY A FORTNIGHT (OH GOD) REMAINING BEFORE DISEMBARKATION AT AUSTRALIA.....

BY SPECIAL REQUEST, I'VE BEEN ASKED TO DESCRIBE OUR LIVING ACCOMMODATION, OR ROOM.

WELL, THE 'STATEROOMS' ON BOARD QM2 WOULD BE VALUED AT £6 MILLION LEASEHOLD IN THE VAUXHALL AREA OF LONDON, LARGE ENOUGH TO HOUSE 26 FAMILIES OF LEMURS, WITH MINIBAR AND DAILY BISCUIT FACILITIES (NOT FORGETTING THE PILLOW CHOCOLATES) AND OURS HAS A BALCONY WHICH CUNARD HAVE HELPFULLY SUPPLIED WITH EASY ACCESS TO JUMPING OVERBOARD AT TIMES OF REGULAR DAILY STRESS, REMOVING THE ELECTRIFIED HANDRAIL. PLEASE NOTE THAT BALCONIES ARE NOT PROVIDED ON DECKS 1 TO 4 FOR SAFETY PURPOSES.

THE SMART SAMSUNG TV HAS A BRIDGE WEBCAM CHANNEL WHICH REGULARLY UPDATES THE VIEWER ON THE CHOPPINESS OF THE OCEAN AS "NO SWELL, A LITTLE BIT OF SWELL, AND, REALLY RATHER SWELL". IF DESIRED, THE AUDIO SWITCHES TO A LIVE FEED OF THE 180 PHILLIPPINO OARSFOLK DOWN BELOW SINGING "VOLGA BOAT MEN" IN UNISON FOR INTERACTIVE PURPOSES.

WE REGULARLY ENJOY THE ENTERTAINMENT DIRECTOR CHANNEL, WHERE SUPERSTAR JO DELIGHTS US WITH RERUNS OF HER FAVOURITE BREAKFAST INTERVIEWS WITH SHIP'S CELEBRITY GUESTS INCLUDING THE EXPERT ON THE BATTLE OF THE SOMME, AND THE MAN WHO MANUFACTURES CELLOS.

THE BATHROOM IS AMPLY SIZED, WITH SHOWER CURTAIN IN CHIFFON, IMMOVABLE OR CAPTAIN CORDUROY, AND A TOILET FLUSH FACILITY MORE POWERFUL AND MARGINALLY LOUDER THAN THE JUBILEE LINE SAFETY DOOR SYSTEM.

FINALLY, THE COMEDY HANGER SYSTEM (CHS) COMES IN THREE VARIETIES: AWKWARD, IRRITATING AND UNPOPULAR, WITH REGULAR NEED TO RESORT TO THE HILARIOUSLY PRICED VALET SERVICE (HPVS) WHO WILL RE-IRON YOUR SMALLS AT A MOMENT'S NOTICE.

JERRY, OUR ROOM JANITOR, PROMISES ME SOME WIRE REPLACEMENTS AFTER HE WATCHES MOMMIE DEAREST TONIGHT.

THE FINAL FLOURISHES PRE PERTH SOON.

Betwixt the Interim 1#6

"SUM PEEPUL HEF COT BEEGA FEESH TA FRAR", WERE THE WORDS SPOKEN BY OUR NEW SOUTH AFRICAN RATHER SWEET DINNER BUDDIES.

"ENNEE KICE, HA DEED THET GAR GIT A JOB ON THEECE SHIPP?" HUBBY WAS OF COURSE TALKING ABOUT LOUIS HOOVER, THE LEAST CHARISMATIC AND MOST FLAT "SINGING" WILLESDEN GREEN VETERAN OF LONDON'S RAT PACK MUSICAL. AND HE WAS RART. HE'S CERTAINLY LEFT A VACUUM FOR FUTURE ENTERTAINMENT HERE. (KER-CHING).

RECAP. WINDING DOWN A WEEK BEFORE DEPARTURE FROM THIS VESSEL IS A PROTRACTED BUSINESS. I'M SPENDING PRE 6PM TIME WRITING SONGS (IT SAYS HERE, ON NUMBER 3 AS WE SPEAK) AND ALTERNATING BETWEEN GYM AND SPA DEPENDING ON WHETHER OR NOT THE CROSS TRAINER MACHINES ARE SWAYING MORE THAN 90 DEGREES TO THE HORIZON. D IS TAKING IN AFTERNOON MOVIES AND THEATRE SHOWS THOUGH HER SEA SHANTY CLASSES AREN'T GOING TOO WELL. WE WERE SHOCKINGLY AWOKEN BY THE P.A. ANNOUNCING YESTERDAY MORNING THAT THE TRADITIONAL CUNARD TUG OF WAR COMPETITION WAS POSTPONED DUE TO HIGH WIND, THOUGH SERVING OF THE LUNCHTIME CHILLI CONTINUES UNABATED WITH EXTRA BEANS.

D AND I DID THE ROARING 20S BALL (SO NAMED AS IT’S THE YEARS OF BIRTH FOR MOST OF THE GUESTS, APART FROM OUR OZ FRIEND CHRISTINE (“HAVE ANOTHER BLOODY COCKTAIL, YA WIMP”), AND I BECAME FRIENDS WITH A JOLLY DECENT CHICAGO CUSTOM CAR AND LITHOGRAPHY MULTIMILLIONAIRE CALLED DON (WHO BUMMED A FEW FAGS OFF ME), AND WE’LL HOOK UP IN CHICAGO LATER THIS TRIP. HIS MISSUS HATES THIS SHIP. A LOT.

WHICH BRINGS US TO TODAY, ONE DAY BEFORE PERTH. ALL DECKS CLOSED DUE TO DANGER OF BEING BLOWN ORF. TV SCREEN SAYS "ROUGH". NOT QUITE AS FRIGHTENING AS THE INSINCERITY OF NORTHERN MAGICIAN PHIL HITCHCOCK, WHO ENDED HIS ACT LAST NIGHT BEING SWALLOWED UP BY A YELLOW BALLOON TO TEPID APPLAUSE. IF ONLY.

CONSEQUENTLY THE JIGSAW BOARDS ARE IN FULL SWING, AND KNITTING AND CROCHET AFTERNOON CLASSES ARE PACKED, IRONICALLY RUNNING CONCURRENTLY WITH THE MAH JONGG GROUPS ** (** N.B. KNOWLEDGE OF MAH JONGG HANDS REQUIRED TO UNDERSTAND THIS QUIP).

FINALLY, BEFORE WE BEGIN STOPPING OFF AT PERTH, THEN BUSSELTON (A BIT FURTHER ROUND) AND THEN ADELAIDE (BEFORE GETTING ORF FOR GOOD AT MELBOURNE), I'D LIKE TO SCREAM.

LOUDLY.

HAD ENOUGH.

FINAL BETWIXT NEXT WEEK, YOU LUCKY PEOPLE.

Betwixt the FINAL FIRST INTERIM (1#7)

FINALLY. THE NEWS YOU’VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR. THE FINAL CAPTAIN’S BLOG.

CAROL ZIMMERMAN AND HUBBY (OUR JOVIAL EXTREMELY OAP SOUTH AFRICANS) CONFESSED TO US OVER DINNER LAST NIGHT THAT THEY OWN A PLUMBING EMPIRE IN CAPE TOWN, WHOSE MOTTO IS “WE’RE NUMBER ONE WITH YOUR NUMBER TWOS” (COMPARED OF COURSE WITH MY HUGELY ORIGINAL COMPANY SLOGAN “STILL TURNING YOUR NUMBER TWOS INTO NUMBER ONES”). HER LADYSHIP THENCE LATER DEBUTED IN KARAOKE, SINGING SOME WHITNEY!!! I HAVE VIDEO EVIDENCE. SHE’S ACTUALLY QUITE REMARKABLE (AND PLEASE DON’T OBJECT TOO MUCH TO MY RESPELLING OF THEIR ACCENT, IT’S ALL DONE QUARRRT AFFAXIONUTLEE).

PROJECT LONG HALL (SEE WHAT I DID THERE, COS OF THE HUGE LONGITUDINAL ARRAY OF CABINS) IS COMING TO AN END, ARRIVING IN THE CITY OF NEIGHBOURS, EVERYBODY NEEDS GOOD NEIGHBOURS, THIS COMING SATURDAY. D AND I (NOW BOTH AWARDED GOLD STATUS, MEANING WE’VE WALKED THE CIRCUMFERENCE OF THE SHIP 2000 TIMES) ARE PREPARING FOR OUR FINAL FORMAL ATTACK ON THE 19TH CENTURY ENTERTAINMENT DONNING OUR DICKIES AND DRESSES (I’M WEARING A LONG FLOWING SILK NUMBER BY ALDI & LIDL), AND THEN IT’S THREE MORE DAYS OF GIGACALORIE CELL DECK H, AND ONE MORE STAGGER TO THE ONLY PLANETARIUM AT SEA TO LISTEN TO AN AMERICAN MEGASTAR DISCUSSING PROBLEMS WITH HIS ASTEROIDS.

SO FAR, THE FORMER CONVICTS WE’VE MET ARE GREATLY ENTHUSIASTIC, HUGELY PLEASANT, SAY "YEE, AR NO" (END WORD RISING EVER UPWARDS, GREETING THE NEWLY LOCATED STARS ABOVE WITH PLAYFUL FINGERTIPS). SO FAR INDEED, LOVING AUSTRALIA AND CAN’T WAIT TO DITCH THE JALOPY. SMOKERS’ CORNER (TWO TABLES ON DECK 8 AND A GAY WAITER FROM ROTHERHAM NAMED SCOTT) REMAINS A CONSTANT SOURCE OF HIGH QUALITY GOSSIP. F’RINSTANCE, GLADYS (REALLY) ON DECK 10 (THE VERY POSH STATEROOMS) HAS CHANGED CABINS SIX TIMES (OUSTING OTHERS) MAINLY DOWN TO INCONSISTENT WATER PRESSURE AND THE WRONG KIND OF TONIC IN HER PERSONAL MAXIBAR. SCOTT IS IN FACT LEAVING THE SHIP, AND CUNARD ITSELF, AT SYDNEY TO MEET HIS PARTNER AT MARDI GRAS THENCE FLYING HOME TO JOIN BRITISH AIRWAYS, GROUNDED THIS TIME. NICE CHAP, BUT THE SHORTS WERE SIMPLY A MISTAKE.

TONIGHT WE WENT TO SEE A FLOATING OLDER VERSION OF ONE DIRECTION MEETS IL DIVO (UNFORTUNATELY NOT CALLED KNOTS CRUISING, BUT “THE 4TUNES”). MAJESTIC MEDIOCRITY. THE WINE WAS GOOD. ENDED UP MEETING AUSSIE TOUR REPS ON POST MIDNIGHT DECK CLAIMING THEY WERE GOOD BECAUSE “THOSE GUYS WERE HOT” (OPINIONS OF BOTH MALE AND FEMALE).

SO.

WHAT TO SAY IN SUMMARY ABOUT A CUNARD CRUISE (OF OVER 10 DAYS IN ANY CASE: OURS WAS 39). FOOD? RIDICULOUS, ASTONISHING BUT EVENTUALLY TIRESOME. DECOR AND FACILITIES? MOSTLY WONDERFUL. ENTERTAINMENT? VERY MIXED…MOSTLY 18TH CENTURY IN ORIGINALITY, BUT HUGE THOUGH MASSIVELY OLD FASHIONED STAGE SHOWS WITH GREAT SINGERS DANCERS AND ORCHESTRA/BAND. PASSENGERS? DECREPIT. CREW? MOSTLY JOLLY. INTERNET, DIRE AND EXPENSIVE, ONE DOES TURN TO IT TO SEND THESE ENDLESS MISSIVES BACK TO MY SUPPOSED FANS (THOSE WHO’VE RESPONDED WITH AN ABSENCE OF WORDS BY THE WAY, I DO UNDERSTAND AND I’LL SPEAK TO YOU AGAIN SOMEDAY). FINALLY, WOULD I RECOMMEND THIS METHOD OF TRAVEL FOR ENJOYMENT PORPOISES (NOT A BLOODY BIT OF SEALIFE SPOTTED IN THE OCEANS INCIDENTALLY, THEY’D PROBABLY SEEN THE SHOWS)?

NO.

NOT FOR OVER 10 DAYS I’D SAY, UNLESS YOU LIKE THE REPETITION, ROUTINE, REFRESHMENT, RIGMAROLE AND RECUPERATIVE RESTORATIVE REQUIREMENTS OF RELAXATION (AND OTHER WORDS BEGINNING WITH “R”) AND OF COURSE THE STABILITY AND COMFORT OF “THE WORLD’S MOST STABLE AND COMFORTABLE OCEAN LINER”.

THE STOPOFFS THOUGH HAVE BEEN FABULOUS: WE’VE MET HOSTS OF FAB STAFF, DINNER MATES, DECK MATES AND A COUPLE OF EXTREMELY WEIRD WORLD CUNARD CLUB REPS, WHO, DESPITE BOTH BEING GERMAN, BOTH SOUND GERMAN AND DON’T SEEM TO DO MUCH EXCEPT PRESENT FLOWERS TO STALWART PASSENGERS WHO KEEP DOING THE WHOLE 105 DAYS EVERY YEAR. KARAOKE’S BEEN OK. (OK, I BECAME A LEGEND FOR THREE NIGHTS).

SUE (AND MUM), CHRISTINE, DON (SEE YA IN CHICAGO) NEIL AND MISSUS, JOHN AND ANNE, CAROL AND HUBBY FROM SOUTH AFRICA (WITH THE FLOWN IN FOOD, WEIRD), ANTONIO, DANIEL, RANGITH, AND JERRY OUR ROOM CHAP, WE LOVE AND THANK YOU ALL. WE DON’T PARTICULARLY THANK RUTH MADOC COPYCAT ENTS DIRECTOR JO WITH THE PECULIAR TEETH AND HAND MOVEMENTS, AND THE ONLY PERSON I’VE EVER HEARD PRONOUNCING THE CITY OF NEIGHBOURS AS “MEL-BURRRRRN”. NEITHER DO WE THANK CHARISMA BYPASS FIRST CAPTAIN KEVIN, THOUGH CURRENT CAPTAIN CHRISTOPHER (WHITE SLIP-ONS) HAS SINCE BEEN A REVELATION IN A JOLLY HOCKEY STICKS I SAY OLD CHAP, BUTTON UP YER HATCHES AND WHAT-HO KIND OF WAY. AS FOR THE NAVIGATOR, A SCOTTISH GENTLEMEN CALLED MO, I GENUINELY HAVEN’T UNDERSTOOD A WORD HE’S SAID. (GORDON H AND JOHNNY MACA, I WILL ALWAYS FORGIVE YOUR BEAUTIFUL TONGUES).

LAST, BUT NOT LEAST, IN THE OPTIMISTIC YET INEVITABLE WORDS OF MRS CAROL ZIMMERMAN, A LADY SO ADMIRABLE IN EVERY WAY: "I'LL HAVE THE KEE LARM PAR".

I THINK WE CAN ALL RELATE TO THAT.

© CWM COSY HOTEL, DRY LAND, MELBOURNE, AUSTRALIA 18/2/2017