pugwash
Well-Known Member
Cold night up the Tamar the other week. Anchored in a quiet spot. Nobody else on board. Around 4am felt the urge to pee. Fully naked, crept shivering on deck and used the bucket in the cockpit. Chucked the bucket and contents over the side but realised too late I was standing on the end of its rope. Bucket was brought up short. Contents catapulted all over... Well, this is where it gets sordid so I'll say no more. Just thought I'd share it with you. At least there was no swimboaboard to die laughing.