It’s been a few years since the comings and goings of folks was been jotted down all formal like, so there’s many folks who deserve a mention and pehaps even more who don’t. So cast your tiny minds back to a time when much of what I’m about to report on was actually news, try to look surprised - for added effect.
What can I say which hasn’t already been said about the death and sad loss of our dear Captain Bosh. The man was a mad fool, but Emily loved him. He was the laugh, decibles above all other audible laughs, the face responsible for many a surge, the understated, unassuming genius of Port Hector. And yet there was another side to Bosh, he was a true sea dog and at all times carried over 40 fish down his pants to prove his sea worthyness and longitude of service at sea. He wore many hats (tastefully not all at once), Captain, Bosun, jester, minstrel, kiddies entertainer, outragous drunk, master brewer, mystic, spiritual guide and general bad influence.
His skills as an archer were ledgendary, his ability to seek out and fall victim to each and every armed banana skin was uncanny, and of course it has to be said, his sheep wanging wasn't bad either.
There are also others to remember, such as the likes of Oi and his fearless
(or is that fearful) brother Stoppit, both a sad loss, if only to the Urkan
clan. it was a tradgic scene was witnessed by all on the battle fields of Cornovi
that day.
And so onwards to the recent news that Captain Lambkin has hung up his captian’s
hat and taken up that of Admiral, a hat last seen on the head of, well, The
Admiral.
I don’t mind flying against public opinion - I think he’s worth it and does desrve this post.
Other retirements include the entire crew of the Ruination and Captain Brennan. Are we seeing the end of Captainitis ?? I’m sure King/Captain Deadly has enough to go around for all of us. They decided not to sail with the Alliance, and jolly good luck to ‘em I say. Perhaps now some things can start without Brennan turning up late and pointin’ it out, although the rumour mill tells me that they may be making an appearance at this years Mayfest, so look forward to late entrances and stout fellows with long pole arms - I always do.
On the subject of the Ruination, I’d like to take this opportunity to
perpetuate the rumour that Noisy Bob is, in fact, dead.
There have been some whos presence has come and gone since the last editon of
this sorry rag, such as the likes of Geoffry Smalltrowsers (“stand down
there Geoffry lad”), known for his...exuberance (and dreadful cooking),
who was rumoured to have been killed by another new recruit on the J’O’L
- we welcome Bad Bob Frapples, abeit with backs against the wall and at arms
length. Also Will Swallow, (known affectionately as Gummy bear), who has embraced
the high seas and a life of adventure with startling enthusiasm and a healthy
dose of belwilderment.
Bilge Rat joined along side Geoffry, this might’ve been be a clue to us all about his culinary hygiene standards, and he/she/it has become a valued part of the lower quaters of the Jack’O’Lantern.
The ranks of the Cutters Choice have also swelled, Athelstan Short Beard, Eowyn and Aethra, who are all aclimatising to life with the FBA.
Just to make you all feel right at home, one of us, part of our clique as it were, there’s a hug and a kiss for you all waiting in the warm arms of the loveable and apparently dead Mister Leech. Now, for those of you who haven’t met him and may’ve heard rumours about him which might be putting you off skipping along for your smooch, here’s proof for you that he’s meerly a playful and jolly chap, if a bit misunderstood. And dead.
Mistress Flick