At tiller the Hunt
What appalling weather! Only idiots would go boating in such rain. The first mate was kitted out for a storm; the captain, me, sporting my salt-hardened shorts. Me timbers a-shivered stepping into the cold water (as it turned out, t'was just as well they weren't real timbers, as I might have had to walk the plank!)
I needed to test the first mate's boating skills, so I let her take the helm (well, tiller).
"I've never driven a boat, Captain Baba", she said.
"Oh no!" I cried, "I'd better take over!"
"No Baba, I'm captain now!"
Arrrggh! Mutiny!
- Category: True Stories Told As Fiction
- Tags: Mollycule who is 6 years old going on 7 bossing Baba in his boat.
3 comments add one below
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Neville Hunt almost 7 years ago
Thanks, Drew, we're having a short holiday. Lovely weekend, but when the little-uns leave, so does the sun. But I'm captain again! :-)
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Neville Hunt almost 7 years ago
...except for yesterday when it poured down, just while we were in the boat.
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Frenchie almost 7 years ago
Hehehehe..... nice and sweet... it was relaxing to read this... like a holidays feeling....
