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I thoroughly enjoyed coming up with ideas and trying to make them happen when building the 'Haven'. I hope you approve of the finished model.
453 waiting for his pint whilst Rick H sniffs around the waitress.
Epilogue.
I had cause to go back to the Haven a few months after we had finished building 'The Clapper'
As I walked along the quay side I stood looking at Lucky XI. People were certainly busy fitting her out.
A booming voice sounded from her innards.
"Hey, Mr. Ron. How am you doin' Honkey?! Mr. Idu Chukumupp had spoken.
He came ashore to greet me and we sat down on a bench whilst he filled me in with all that had happened in my absence.
"Dat Chippy man Mr. Edwards got fed up wid 'is pleeyus, so wid de money from de pub build, I bought it! I also am dun a deal wid de brewery 'an I bought dis tug from dem too. Man, I is livin' on de muder right now!"
A female voice issued from the tug's interior.
"Hey, big boy. Lunch is served." She appeared for but a few seconds, but I recognized her immediately.
"I gotta go man, I forgot to say I'm in love an' I'm goin' to marry dat woman. Listen spook, get yorself ober to mah chippy an' try my special batter. I'll pay!"
And with that he disappeared below. I never saw him again.
I hadn't the heart to tell him that his to be bride was one Betty 'Bury me in a Y shaped coffin' Trymbush - The sailors friend.
The queue at the Chippy was a long one, but Idu's lads Meekan and Takdee soon served me and wished me well. "Enjoy de batter Mr. Ron!"
I returned to the bench and tucked in to my meal. A seagull landed close by. I couldn't resist tossing it a chunk of batter. Gulp, it was gone. Then after a short while, the seagull started to walk sideways and nod its head in time with its feet. Pretty soon I was keeping time too!
I informed my new feathered friend that this is very nice batter and certainly tastes different to others I've tried.
I finished my lunch and had a deep and meaningful conversation with the chippy litter bin.
I headed for the pub. Strange, I couldn't feel my feet on the floor.
A pint of beer bought, I went outside on to the patio.
A short time later a mans voice filtered through to my brain.
"Excuse me sir, would you mind climbing down from the table and put your clothes on, you are upsetting my customers!"
I looked down at him.
I managed to focus in on the voice
"Good Lord, Mr. 'King Edward' Edward Edwards, what are you doing here?"
After he wrestled me into his office and sat me down he said " The Brewery advertised for a live-in General Manager so as I was fed up with the chippy, I sold it and then applied for and got the job.....Hello Officer. Yes, another one that's eaten Mr. Idu's batter!"
Half a dozen others who were 'Battered' were released after a night in the cells.
Unfortunately I didn't have time to go and appologise to Mr. Edwards about my behavior. I had a van waiting.
My last view of the Haven was from the back window of the vehicle as it climbed away from this lovely place.
"Look Officer, my wrists are killing me. Can you slacken off these handcuffs a bit?"
.......and thus it ends.
453 waiting for his pint whilst Rick H sniffs around the waitress.
Epilogue.
I had cause to go back to the Haven a few months after we had finished building 'The Clapper'
As I walked along the quay side I stood looking at Lucky XI. People were certainly busy fitting her out.
A booming voice sounded from her innards.
"Hey, Mr. Ron. How am you doin' Honkey?! Mr. Idu Chukumupp had spoken.
He came ashore to greet me and we sat down on a bench whilst he filled me in with all that had happened in my absence.
"Dat Chippy man Mr. Edwards got fed up wid 'is pleeyus, so wid de money from de pub build, I bought it! I also am dun a deal wid de brewery 'an I bought dis tug from dem too. Man, I is livin' on de muder right now!"
A female voice issued from the tug's interior.
"Hey, big boy. Lunch is served." She appeared for but a few seconds, but I recognized her immediately.
"I gotta go man, I forgot to say I'm in love an' I'm goin' to marry dat woman. Listen spook, get yorself ober to mah chippy an' try my special batter. I'll pay!"
And with that he disappeared below. I never saw him again.
I hadn't the heart to tell him that his to be bride was one Betty 'Bury me in a Y shaped coffin' Trymbush - The sailors friend.
The queue at the Chippy was a long one, but Idu's lads Meekan and Takdee soon served me and wished me well. "Enjoy de batter Mr. Ron!"
I returned to the bench and tucked in to my meal. A seagull landed close by. I couldn't resist tossing it a chunk of batter. Gulp, it was gone. Then after a short while, the seagull started to walk sideways and nod its head in time with its feet. Pretty soon I was keeping time too!
I informed my new feathered friend that this is very nice batter and certainly tastes different to others I've tried.
I finished my lunch and had a deep and meaningful conversation with the chippy litter bin.
I headed for the pub. Strange, I couldn't feel my feet on the floor.
A pint of beer bought, I went outside on to the patio.
A short time later a mans voice filtered through to my brain.
"Excuse me sir, would you mind climbing down from the table and put your clothes on, you are upsetting my customers!"
I looked down at him.
I managed to focus in on the voice
"Good Lord, Mr. 'King Edward' Edward Edwards, what are you doing here?"
After he wrestled me into his office and sat me down he said " The Brewery advertised for a live-in General Manager so as I was fed up with the chippy, I sold it and then applied for and got the job.....Hello Officer. Yes, another one that's eaten Mr. Idu's batter!"
Half a dozen others who were 'Battered' were released after a night in the cells.
Unfortunately I didn't have time to go and appologise to Mr. Edwards about my behavior. I had a van waiting.
My last view of the Haven was from the back window of the vehicle as it climbed away from this lovely place.
"Look Officer, my wrists are killing me. Can you slacken off these handcuffs a bit?"
.......and thus it ends.
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. Narative is way cool. PaulE
