Is their anyone out there ex Eastern Ships
Hi, well all these years and my Dad, conveniently, never mentioned is wonderful nickname, Blossom. He probably knew I would have teased him every day. Sadly my Dad passed away last April, but he always talked about all of his times sailing with so many of you in Jardines. My sister and I have some memories of sailing on the tankers. I remember being on the bridge giving orders to the engine room as acting Captain at 3 or 4! And I am sure doing a better job than Captn Sawyer!
My Mum, Julie remembers a lot of you and has a few stories of her own.
I recently moved to Roatan, Honduras to help Mum out until she sells the house. Then eventually moving to the States or the UK together.
Lianne
P.s. Nick, sorry but I didn't receive your initial reply to my message[/QUOTE
Leanne. Thanks for letting me know. If possible can you contact me off line at wilsonnicholas90@gmail.com Sorry to hear about your father but glad your mum is still managing. I think she will be glad to leave the island and all its memories. We all go back a long, long way Nick
Very nostalgic photos!
Nick, i felt it was very bad form NOT to have the Saigon linen suit slightly rumpled!Very likely. Can't remember if they transferred the buoy nos to Yam O. Just trying to show off my superior knowledge of the good old days when one did not have to make a day's journey to get back to Kowloon.
Off Stonecutters, there would always be a old lady in her sampan willing to scull you over the Mobil terminal in Laichikok for a couple of bucks. Jump into a cab and fifteen minutes later you could be downing your first San Mig within the grandeur of the Pen with your Saigon linen suit only slightly rumpled. Did God really put us on this earth to enjoy such a life? Nick
I am glad you too can recall that Somerset Maugham era clobber we young gentlemen wore in those days. Our poor 'boy' had to wash and press them after a single outing. On an Hboat, they would be washed in a rusty bucket on No. 3 hatch, which always led to unsightly rust stains to be removed later with 'Movol', and pressed on the saloon table after the sahibs had partaken of their last meal of the day. Even when starched they tended to collect dirt very easily. I am sure our 'boys' gave a collective sigh of relief when the suits finally fell out of fashion in the early 60s.Nick, i felt it was very bad form NOT to have the Saigon linen suit slightly rumpled!
Jon
Having witnessed first hand the madness of Mao's Great Cultural Revolution and sensing it may breakout in Unhinged States of America with the statue breaking rampage and could ensue here in Australia decided it was time to take precautions
I took down my National flag peeled the NRA sticker off my front window. I disconnected my home alarm system and quit the candy-ass Neighborhood Watch. I bought two Pakistani flags and put one at each corner of the front yard. Then I purchased the black flag of ISIS (which you CAN Buy on EBAY) and ran it up the flag pole.
Now the Federal Police, ASIO, Border Protection Force and other agencies are all watching my house 24/7. I've NEVER felt safer.
Plus, I bought Burkas for me to wear when I shop or travel. Everyone moves out of the way, and security can't pat me down. If they say I'm a male wearing a burka, I just say I'm feeling like a woman today.
Hot Damn...Safe at last!!!