Originally Posted by degsy
God that opened the memory box I remember a 4th Eng telling me never leave em in the box throw em over the wall if you dont eat them. And 'puppy sick' was my favourite as well .
The Chief Steward used to consider night sandwiches as perks and resented apprentices having them.. He used to mix fishpaste and margerine together, warm it to a semiliquid and spread it on one side of the sandwiches with the edge of the knife.
A sailor said to me "Cor,Ginger, they arn't 'arf posh, ain't they? Orl cut corner to corner with the bleedin' crust cut orf. Wot's that pink line in the middle?