Little Red Devil

Bobbing on the water a sight to behold captivated the transient crowds thronged on the quayside -a little red vessel crammed with anxious children aboard and a stern lady at the helm, in yellow sou’wester purveying a confused demeanour somewhere between consternation and resignation.
The main act though was the wild skipper, waist deep in water, vainly trying to start the bleeding outboard - you know the sort where you wind a rope and pull. Expletives showered the audience to the horror of the prudes and the amusement of the rest. Finally the motor roared prompting resounding cheers from the jetty.