Are We A Different Breed??

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Every now and then, if it gets a bit quiet on here. I pop round to the raggies site. Don’t know why, because I always find it so depressing. There’s countless rows about. Which stick to shove your flag up, Or whether you’ve got a blue flag or red one.
They all seem to have a bloke called a commodore. Who seems to cause them all a lot of trouble. So what’s he for, is he useful in some way? Does he tie boats up or give free beer? Then there’s loads of rows about which way you stick your sails out when meeting another boat!. Why cant they just stick the sail in the middle, when they meet some one and save all the trouble? Then there seems to be big problems when a big boat meets loads of little boats, all ganged up together like they tend to do. It seems to cause them massive problems. Then there’s rows about rafting up, they all fall out just because some one got pissed! Then row about setting them adrift or not. Just imagine If it was us lot. At the Wig and Pen or TCM’s gaff in January. “Your more pissed than me” Thwack. “ No your worst than me” Thump. Or throwing each other off the balcony!!
One bloke’s even given himself a rude name, in German. I believe. What’s all that about?
Then Kim’s banned the bloke who asked which pole he should stick the flag up, and another bloke as well. Don’t know what it’s all about. Far to deep for me.
Another row about a place called BYM. Where’s that? Cant do with all the abbreviations. Kim thinks it’s this place, some one else says different.
Another thing they row about is that other place that they all eloped to. You know.
That Marian site. Where they all sit round with tea and angel cakes. It’s the only none smoking internet café on the planet. I mean. I don’t come on here, telling you lot about the Sex With Mother, site. That what I’ve just been looking at! And then have a row about it. So what’s it all about.
And another thing. There always talking about Rules. They have loads of them. Seem to need hundreds of flags for all sorts of occasions. Q flags, P flags, Red or Blue flags. They cant even decide where to put the club burgee. We never had that problem with our Chat Show flag. Just stuck it up, some where, any where.
Just seems to be loads of hassle having a rag boat. That’s all. Not the sailing it. That’s easy. Apart from sitting outside all night in the rain. Instead of sitting in the pub.
It’s all these other things. Why cant they just set off and bum around a bit or toddle off to the Channel Isles and back like us lot. No rules. No sweat.


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Haydn
 
Here here. (Any chance of a burgee you f****** **** **** *****). Sorry, just practicing in case I take a leave of sanity and actually WANT to sit in the rain rather than the nice warm pub;-)
 
Just ordered half a dozen spare ones. Cos sick of you ******* ******* lot. asking for them months after every ones got one.
I'll let you know when they arive.

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Haydn
 
Now look here Haydn Arbuthnot - I'll have you know that my breeding is impecable, complete mongrel and from a long line of the same!
What planet are you sitting on? everyone knows that Comodores are an old pop group that was named after a toilet thingy!.....what is the world coming to......mutter...mutter....
TôMö
 
I have found it quite theraputic watching the antics of the windies. Every Sunday(if its not too windy) the gaggle of well spoken overdressed hard core yachties show up at the club with their children and of course the commadore, to partake in a "race". The tension mounts as they position themselves ready for the off. Like something out of Santa Pod the huge starting lights flicker from one colour to the next, the crews get restless, frantic even as the atmosphere becomes electric in anticipation of the green light. Then POW! GREEN LIGHT, GO GO GO!

They all sit there for what seems like an eternity, then one of them creeps forward to a mighty cheer from a lone spectator on the quay. Oops, my mistake, he's just found a fiver. The race continues until everyone is looking absolutely miserable.
On returning to the club house to de frost and dry out they indulge in exciting stories of how they nicked someones wind(poo), and laugh at the way Nigel tacked far too soon. I heard one of the poor little drag alongs say "Mummy, I can't feel my arms", to which his mummy replied, "Oh stop complaining, everyone else is having fun".
I wonder if it is they who are a breed apart. Which breed? Any suggestions?
Syd
 
Oh. dont get me wrong. I used to go dinghy sailing, up my local res. In the middle of winter, snow and big waves. Now that was fun. Then started doing a few races. But soon gave up to that. Some prat on a wind surfer rammed me, knocked a hole in his board. Then wanted a fight cos my sail was hanging out the wrong side. Well it might have been. Have you ever tried to look under that rag thing when going like hell, to see if theres some one there! But whats the sweat. It's only a game. Whats he want to ram me for and then moan cos he's broke his board?
It's not sailing that gets me, it's all the rules and regalia that they introduce into.
. getting blown about by a bit of wind.
I thought the idea was, to get away from work and silly rules and yellow lines and speed cameras.
These silly buggers just seem to want to take all the rules with them and then invent another load. Take there club houses for a start. You come home from work and the bosses or customers, negotiate police cars meter maids and all the other officials who are trying to make your life a misery.
Then invent a yacht club. With a book to sign to see if you can come in! Get one bloke to wear a blue blazer and a silly hat and stick a coat of arms on the bloody duffer. So now he looks just like the parking warden, that youve just escaped from. Except this prat has got more rules than all the Police forces and councils, put together. Give you a good telling off. If you happen to stick the flag up the wrong pole or upside down or whatever. I thought it was supposed to be fun. Looks to me like its more fun joining the army than a bloody yacht club. Least you get the chance to shoot some bugger!!

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Haydn
 
What the hell has that got to do with what this thread is about.
Just looked over there and there at it again.
Nother thing they invent is. Commitee's!! It's like the Wheel Tapers And Shunters Club. Whats up with them all. Cant they decide where to go without a comittee to tell them!

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Re: You want a war?

What d'you wanna go and bring that up for. One of'em is gonna read it go back and tell the others, then BAM! , they'll all be over here baying for blood. I bloody glad you not a Minister for Defence, we'd be up to WW XXIV by now.

Apart from all that, I think its just insecurity, follow the pack and the rules so you know your part of the "In the know" crowd. If you ask me, half the rag & stick brigade that I have had the pleasure of meeting are so far up themselves, it does'nt bear thinking about.

They rules of the road, are interpreted a completely different way by them. The got the rag bit so the motor bit give way. Yep agree with that. But wheres the rule that says "if you spot a stinkie, alter course so that he has to give way to you". Cos I cant find it. And anyway, theres a rule in the Colregs (raggies love calling them that) that says " If the stand on vessel does not take avoiding action the you will take all precautions to avoid a collision" or summink like that, don't that apply to them.

In the main, us stinkies are regarded, on the whole, as amatures, un seaman like, and playing at the boaty thing. Well at least I'm not re-enacting the bloody battle of Trafalgar in the solent every weekend.

So a different breed you say.....er, yes probably, cos life is too short, so I'd rather be a stinkie and enjoy my time on this planet, than a raggie and let it worry me into my grave. Oh by the way where do you wear a burgge on the head stone!!

I just know that this is gonna cause a barrage of abuse and/or get kimmerised. So what i'm off to smoke my way down to the boat. out for the afternoon the into the pub!

Wha'dya mean "I'm always playing with this engine" its the only way to get it to run!
 
Re: You want a war?

Maybe you need to not like boats or other people very much to be a sailer.Therefore need to make life as difficult as possible for yourself and others by inventing names for bits of boat and loadsa rules that the other chap has to observe to the letter.
From what I could see all humperdink was doing was having a bit of fun and for a moment I thought I had logged on here by mistake..Appear to be a bunch of shirlies as our aussie mates would say.

My wife reckons I spend to much time on here.
 
If I had thought it a serious thread I may have given a serious reply.

The funny thing though is come the fine weather, we get all these cruisers on there way to the Scillies happy to stop over, and use our club.



Brian
 
Re: You want a war?

Maybe we should put a lock on the door Barry.
No I'm not finished yet. I mean, just imagine it. If you dont like the way some other buggers going. Just move the sail to other side. Or stop or start the engine! Just to change the rules all the time. Your to windward so get out of the way! Ye I can just see that working down the M62.
You go in there club houses and it's like Gistapo headquarters. Loads of Plaques and shields with names on them from eighteen hundred and odd. And whats it all about. Which one got the silly hat that year. Why cant they just sail about a bit. Have fun. Then come on here and tell everyone about it. Or have a laugh. Kims becoming a nervous wreck with them and banned some poor bugger cos he lost his pass word so used another name.
No much better over here, with all the happy motorboatie, friendly, not cause no hastle to nobody lot. Just one simple rule to follow. You go that way I'll go this. Much easier and less hastle. One bit of string, that you can tie up the front bit or the back. Or hang the flag up with it if you want. Dont have to give it a million different names.
Rant over. For the time being.

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Haydn
 
Oh not trying to get at you lot. Just trying to understand. Cant understand the going to sea to get away from it all. Then invent loads of rules and formalities.
Thanks for the invite to your club. I'll be round about July time. Will I need to sign the book and speak all posh though??<G>

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Serious answer.

As the club is a private club, the law says you have to be signed in by a member so that you can purchase a drink. If you are not happy with this please contact Tony Blair and get the law altered, it will make us happy as well.

Five years ago you only needed to be good company, and be prepared to sing, at present you do not need to comply with either, just have a large ego, any voice will do.


Brian
 
Well sorry I know that the book signing ceremony was a Tony Blair thingy so not quite fair. And not getting at all yacht clubs in general eerr well not yours of course. Glad we dont have to sing or talk posh.

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Re: You want a war?

Sad fact is you'll never change all that. I applied to one club. IT went something like this. Had to be proposed by 2 existing members. Then formal application in writing. After that told when to come along for and "informal chat". OK informal sounds ok. Huh, first thing that was said "why are you not wearing a shirt and tie with a suit ?". Well "er I said " its the weekend, I wear a suit all week for work its the weekend and this is supposed to be informal". " Not the done thing" said they. Well er "sorry" said I. If I new that this was to be a formal type of "chat" themn a suit would be the order of the day, but the letter said informal!. "Not good enuff" said they "And you think that we would want a person like you in our club"
"Fair enuff" said I "Bollox to you and your club" and jumped in the Porker and went. Only add this cos then "Commerdore" or what ever moaned cos he could,nt park his rust metro cos I knicked his space!! Maybe that was my mistake. They didn't even have a bar!

Wha'dya mean "I'm always playing with this engine" its the only way to get it to run!
 
Re: You want a war?

So what the hell did you want to join for, if it's not got a bar Barry. What else do they do there.
E by gum. There a daft lot. Went to a Club House in Stourport once. Nice place and all very friendly. But come some special day and they all turned up in Blazers, and one with a captains hat on.Seemed to be a bit over the top for ditch crawling. All in my humble opinion of course<G>.

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Re: You want a war?

So wats wrong with the club I belong to then?....we wos all nice to you - even managed to ask daft questions so you could feel superior, and you didn't have to buy the booze....and the english wot is spaked in Cornwall is almost understandable even by a Northern Gentleman.....
<G>
TôMö
 
Singing is a Cornish tradition, a lot of our members were Osyter men or fishermen, thus used to be the end of the evening tradition.

If your down I'll still buy you a pint.


Brian
 
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