ahh, well... that's good. look forward to it.
Slightly off thread, but I was hanging around outside Dover on last patrol. Initially I had hoped to sneak up and see what I could use as target practice as there wasn't much going on at sea, but then I found they had nets up at the harbour entrances, and I wanted to see what happened if a vessel came out - do the nets get lowered, do they sail over the top, or what? So, as I had a bit of a wait until daylight, I grabbed the legs of a passing seagull, as you do, and took a tour around the harbour. Then, just as I am approaching the chimney of a factory block, there is an explosion and great wads of smoke come billowing up! Eh? I thought, wass ist das? Nothing else happened, so I winged my way back to the boot in time for one of Bernards culinary pleasures - underwear soup I think he called it; very tasty!
I never did find out about the nets - a lone merchant ambled my way, which I felt obliged to use my last two eels on, and then, having drownded that and successfully evaded the not very enthusiastic trawler that came a-looking for me, I tootled off back home.:rotfl::rotfl:
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