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The Boathouse was where we went for the last few jars before sailing in the Ivernia on a Friday evening.
If I remember right she used to leave Huskisson Dock at about 21.00, so we had to be back aboard by 20.00, and it was sometimes quite a wrench to leave because that Boathouse was full of some very tasty ladies at the time>
Regards,
Pat [=P]
We never sailed on a Friday night when on the Ivernia it was always on a Sunday night the dockers would not work Saturday but did on a Sunday. They only had a few hours work to do but made it last all day, never went into the Boathouse I always went to the Sandhills before sailing Jimmy Ricketts went to the Atlantic. Was ok returning to sail as the shore gang had her flattened out just a few guys to tidy up etc between the berth and the lock, great days.
 
We never sailed on a Friday night when on the Ivernia it was always on a Sunday night the dockers would not work Saturday but did on a Sunday. They only had a few hours work to do but made it last all day, never went into the Boathouse I always went to the Sandhills before sailing Jimmy Ricketts went to the Atlantic. Was ok returning to sail as the shore gang had her flattened out just a few guys to tidy up etc between the berth and the lock, great days.
They must have changed sailing day then Cutsplice, it was always leave Liverpool on Friday evening, and arrive New York 8 days later on the Saturday, and leave New York the following Saturday arriving in Liverpool a week later, normally Saturday afternoon. I usually made it to Goodison Park for 3 O Clock if Everton were playing at home.
Jimmy Rickets always did his own thing, although he was a fine shipmate.
As for the dockers, well I never worked Saturday as a crane driver for Smith Coggins for ten years, but we did work all sorts of crazy hours during the rest of the week.
Ivernia was without doubt the best ship I was ever in.
Regards,
Pat
(Smoke)
 
A Few mentions of Jimmy Rickets on this thread, sailed with Jim on the Mauritania a character if ever there was one,had a photo of us all a Caribean port but unfortunatley Ive lost, a member asked me about it sometime back ,sorry I didnt reply. There were lots of characters on the Maurie most of us got the sack after the cruises I think the bosun was a Welshman.
 
A Few mentions of Jimmy Rickets on this thread, sailed with Jim on the Mauritania a character if ever there was one,had a photo of us all a Caribean port but unfortunatley Ive lost, a member asked me about it sometime back ,sorry I didnt reply. There were lots of characters on the Maurie most of us got the sack after the cruises I think the bosun was a Welshman.
Jimmy Ricketts was a great shipmate, a good seaman and a source of amazing yarns. Jimmy was one of those people to whom things happen. He was always finding himself in trouble not of his own making.for instance, ashore one night in Manhattan, and wandering around in 42nd Street he quite innocently asked a passer by did he know where there was a gent's toilet. The passer by summoned a policeman, and Jimmy was banged up in the slammer on a charge of importuning!
Regards,
Pat(Jester)
 
Jimmy Ricketts.

Pat,Tom,
do you know if Jimmy has a son.? I sailed with a Gerry Ricketts deep sea,and in 1983 flew out to Brest Dry Dock to work by and bring over a Norwegean Jack-up Rig to Morecambe Bay Gas Field. He is from Kirkby and would be 60 +yrs old.
As for those Dock Rd pubs, I must have had a Pint in most of them over the years, from the North End to the Dingle.Happy Days.(Jester)
ttfn.Peter.
 
Peter,
I dont recall if Jimmy ever mentioned a son, but I believe he did live In Kirkby.
Jimmy was about 45 when I sailed with him in 1964.
regards,
Pat
 
Sailed with Jimmy from Oct 64 to March 65 cant even recall if he was married or not certainly I mnever heard him mention children. He did have a niece who worked in NY and lots of her mates used to visit us on the Ivernia when in NY, but I dont recall his niece visiting. Some of the girls were from far and wide in the UK a number of them were from Sale in Cheshire, cockneys and some Scandinavians plus the Scouse ladies oh the Glaswegians also.
 
I stand here proud and alone,at the moment anyway,I ran the Cooksons Bridge for 2 and a half long,hard years.From late 77-early 80 I was the licensee of what was then,officially the Taylors Arms.It was always known as Cooksons after the Cookson family who had it as a tenancy for ages,their son Jimmy Junior played for Everton and it was a shrine to Liverpools famous second team.Let me tell you boys,it took a ex-seafarer to control,I`ve never met a group of people with more of a propensity for gratuitous violence.they would fight for any reason whatsoever.
Memorable customers include,Jon Big Gun Cannon,Norman The Human Hosepipe Clucas,Easy Edna.Sue The Snug S**t,Jose Garcia,Nice Barney and `orrible Barney,Scon`ead;and of course my barmaids The Red Setter and Our Irene.
It had been managed for 2 years when I took over and still had dead pigeon corpses in the old lofts down in the cellars,apparantly when Greenalls gave young Jimmy the chance to apply for the tenancy he went for his interview with pigeon s**t on his tie and seemed surprised when he didn`t get the job.
I earned,saved and squandered a fortune there,still 32 years later haven`t had as much fun in those years combined as I had at Cooksons.
 
When I joined Alfred Holt as a junior engineer in 1959, I was based in the Birkenhead workshop but each day travelled on the ferry and overhead railway to Seaforth KG 5 dock to work aboard ship. I heard the local lads talking about a pub which they pronounced the Kara Dock. After a few days I ventured to join them after work for a pint. I still have to smile about the first sighting of the pub sign. Being Welsh I immediately pronounced it correctly as the Caradoc (the emphasis being on the second 'a' in the name). The pub is still open and I occasionally pass it if I am going north. Happy memories.
 
When I joined Alfred Holt as a junior engineer in 1959, I was based in the Birkenhead workshop but each day travelled on the ferry and overhead railway to Seaforth KG 5 dock to work aboard ship. I heard the local lads talking about a pub which they pronounced the Kara Dock. After a few days I ventured to join them after work for a pint. I still have to smile about the first sighting of the pub sign. Being Welsh I immediately pronounced it correctly as the Caradoc (the emphasis being on the second 'a' in the name). The pub is still open and I occasionally pass it if I am going north. Happy memories.
That would be Gladstone Dock, Flintite. KGV Dock was where the Blueys tied up in Glasgow, and the Overhead Railway didnt run that far!
Regards,
Pat(Jester)
 
THE PIG AND WHISTLE

The sign which was outside
Saying “Emigrants Supplied”
Now is kept within the parlour where it should be safe from thieving.
For this venerable shop
Was where half the world would stop
On its way from Central Europe to its lands of New Believing.

The ancient Pig & Whistle
Is where man has whet his whistle
For centuries, while pausing in his life and its travails.
Here the Iskis and the Oskis
And the Scots and the McLoskeys
Prepared themselves for battle with the wild Atlantic gales.

It is central to a story
Of a sad, dramatic glory,
Casting several million people in a quest for pastures new.
For ‘twas here they came together
From their forests, bog and heather:
The bold, the fit, the Protestant, the Catholic and Jew.

Here they made their embarkations
For their far-off destinations,
Well fortified by victuals which the publican supplied.
Here they set off with their wives
And their children and their lives:
Here were many who succeeded: Here were many more who tried.

The Pig & Whistle, through its portals
Welcomed many lesser mortals,
To whom this simple tavern was the Mother of her trade.
Here were mariners and clerks,
Here were agents, here were sharks,
Here was banter, here was badinage as business deals were made.

How I love you, Pig & Whistle;
I will call and whet my whistle;
And I hope to meet descendants of the Roman, Prod and Jew.
As my city made its living
From the trade their stock was giving,
I will drink to their success when meeting friends from Pastures New.

BY - 2002
 
Barrie

Hi, Flintite! and Pat!

Surely the OHR ran to Seaforth - and therefore north beyond Gladstone -if only a little?

Equally surely, the OHR closed in 1957??
I have a good scouse m8 i sailed with from seaforth L;pool, Your correct the old dockers umbrella ran further than seaforth but only to Seaforth Sands. When the overhead train pulled into Seaforth @Litherland Station it was switched back onto the overhead. You could then take an L,M,S,Train as far north as Southport. He also informs me there was and i can never remember a KG5 in Lpool that was in London docks. The pub on Merseyside RED RUM,,, I once asked the trainer at Aintree race course were he got the name for the great horse explaining i had drank every rum under the sun at sea but never red rum??????? He replied spell it backwards?
 

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Hi, Farmer!

Many thanks for the explanation of the origin of Red Rum! But why "murder"? The plot thickens.

As to KG5 Dock - No, Sir!- Not in Liverpool - although I think that it is right that King George the Fifth opened Gladstone Lock in 1927. For sure, he and Queen Mary opened the first Mersey Tunnel in 1934. Their statues (or busts)are there to the present day. My Mum & Dad walked through the tunnel shortly before it opened. And I think that the Princess Royal opened Seaforth Dock in 1973 - possibly on board a Blue Star ship.

G'donyer!

BY
 
My apologies, the mists of time have clouded my memory. BUT, I have no recollection of ever taking a bus to Gladstone dock, only of the OH railway. My last signing off was in London (KG 5?)
Flintite
Well just to put matters straight, there was a bus service which more or less mirrored the route of the Overhead Railway from the Pierhead to Gladstone Dock gate in Seaforth, just across the road from the Caradoc, and its neighbour, the Winifred. This was the number one bus route.
the Overhead Railway was demolished, as Barry says, in 1957, and shipped out to Japan as scrap. My first ship, the Achilles, carried a few hundred tons of it to Kobe in 1958.
The Overhead Railway had 19 stations between Dingle in the South to Seaforth and Litherland in the North. Seaforth Sands, the penultimate station was where you got off for Gladstone Dock.

There are 3 KGV Docks in the UK, London, Hull, and Glasgow. The Glasgow KGV was Blue Funnel's Scottish base, there were often three or four Blueys loading and discharging there during the 50s, 60s, and 70s.
 

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