bump so LS can have a easier tine finding this thread and posting the next part of the story :P:P whens the book coming out??

and i got 1 more post till 200 :sunny::p

bump

so you can spot this thread easier when you're on the bridge looking out for new threads.........lol?:rotfl:

(Sorry for breaking out of the story, guys. Just to say that my rudimentary attempts at putting this on a website have been grasped firmly by DONW who has singlehandledly set up a new improved and up to date website at: http://www.freewebs.com/laughingswor...ol14page12.htm
Well that's the most recent page. You can navigate around the pages either at sea or in port by what he has brilliantly put together from there. And the idea is to one day put it into a book, maybe when we know what the ending is, or maybe before.

The idea has never been to detract from this fantastic Subsim.com site, so you'll still read it here first. We've just put the actual chapters together as a story on that website.

Save it as a favourite, but only after subsim.com!

LS

PS, I really don't know. What does 'Bump' mean? I hope it's something good?

LS

It means someone posts just to make the thread appear on the first place on thread list again.

It's already part of the stories sticky at the top of the page

:yep: :up:

I like your site; looks good, easy to read, like the photos.

From the old days:
http://www.subsim.com/phpBB_archive1...ic.php?t=23738

From today's headlines:
http://www.subsim.com/radioroom/showthread.php?t=92958

The party is in full swing and the emblems are up on the wall. The lucky four leaf clover, and our cheeky little swordfish, of course, the black cat of U-100, the Oinking Pig, the Olympic rings belonging to U-482, the eagle's head; the snorting bull, which is not strictly our flotilla but still shown as a tribute to Prien. The dancing red devil, and the leaping frog. the mermaid, the jester, the shark and the two swallows of Emerson's boat, which I always thought was quite a classy choice for a youngster.

"Hey Leon!"

Emerson and his Chief join me, and champagne is called for.

"I see you've cured your throatache nice and quickly Junge". Congratulations, Leon!"

The Iron Cross sits proudly on Emerson's chest.

"That was a bold move of yours lad, sprinting across the Bay in daylight like that. Fantastic; and we needed you on the scene; but I wouldn't make a habit of it. It's a very dangerous stretch of water; that's why we had to take our time coming back in. They put you down as well, didn't they Leon?"

I like Emerson. He has the vigour and dash of youth, and is a nice lad. His chief, Krepps (a good mate of Otto's) has been about a bit, and clearly keeps the right balance in every sense in the control room. I noticed his eyes rolling involuntarily as Emerson recounted his charge across the Bay in defiance of all logic and safety briefing. When they were pushed below, at the end of the convoy battle, I'm sure it was a combination of the two of them that saw them up safe again and home. They do have three torpedo hands in the hospital, and some work to do in the bows but otherwise, a great first run, and at least three kills, I think.

The next slap on my back is Andreas. More champagne of course, as the skipper and his gang from U-297 crowd around. Andreas is just back from Kerneval, where he has reported in the tonnage, and such was the success of the impromptu wolf pack, that he has been kept busy by Goebbels' news hounds, when all he wanted to do was slip back here and "pop a few".

According to Andreas, and what he was told from our people in England, less than a quarter of that convoy ever made it back to port. the Clover will be out again soon, she did take a little depth charging which bent her nose a bit, but as Andreas says, it's only a scratch, and just needs re-arming , refuelling and re-victualling.

"Go safe, Andreas!"

"Cheers, Rollie!"

The next to bump into me is Max. The pigs of U-213

When I say 'Bump' I mean nearly knocks me over...

"Rollie..!!" he roars

"I can't believe you've still stayed dry! We had to cut and run when we were out of eels, what kept you so long.. did you break your glasses..!!"

"Up yours Max!" .. ok just one more bottle... Listen, You didn't tell me before.. what happened to Freddie...?"

"Oh the U-122?

"Yeah, the Lucky Ace of Spades"

"Not so lucky. We were going down as a three to Gibraltar, us and the U-330. Freddie hit a mine, and just managed to beach in Spain. All the crew ok, I think. And there was some political wrangling about internment, but the Brits never got wind of it, and someone paid a local trawler to haul her back off."

"Freddie's got her into La Rochelle at the moment, for proper repairs. He never thinks he's lucky that boy.." Max shook his head.

"I think he was quite enjoying his sun tan down there. But he was lucky. Konig in U-330, our first convoy contact, lost with all hands..."

And then there is the one comrade that I really want to see.

We both look silly, strapped with almost identical chest wounds.

"Hello, Kaleun."

"Hello Christian!"

LS

:up: :rock: :rock:

We try to embrace, but it's like two old maids.

"Ouch!"

"Ouch!"

We both laughed.

"It's good to see you again Number One..We've missed you"

""You too, Kap. I didn't realise it would be so hard waiting for her to come back, until I wasn't part of it.

LS

We're glad to see Christian back too.:up:

"I hear it was quite a good patrol, Boss?"

"Yes it went quite well, we managed to put a pack together.."

"...How did my replacement do..?"

"He's not your replacement, Christian! He's a Party Stooge, and not even a small fraction of the sailor you are"

"Well you still sunk quite a lot of ships without me."

"Only because I sent Friedrich back to the engine room and me and Bruno got our hair wet, on your behalf, you skiver!"

"What about Willi?"

"Well he's supervising repairs back in the pen. Him and Bruno got us back, when I got this....

"Is he still doing the whole blue mug thing, Kap..?

"Well it seems to work, Christian"

"Hey! Do you think if we stood the right way into the wind, we could play a tune with the holes in our chests!

"Seriously, Christian. we need you back. But how are you?"

"Better than you, Sir, but I'm not going back to the Fish unless you are too."

"We'll be going back together, Christian, don't you worry about that, now how about another bottle of....."

Christian looked over my shoulder and pressed his finger to his lips, like a good watch officer.

I spun round right on cue.

"Hello Heidi!"

"Time to take you home, Rollie," she smiled firmly.

LS