Poll . Do you sometimes wear pygamas on the boat ?

[LittleSister]

I am intrigued to know to what purpose Snowgoose plans to apply the results of his research into this vital question.

 

[Chiara’s slave]

I am intrigued to know to what purpose Snowgoose plans to apply the results of his research into this vital question.

Sneak into quiet anchorages and sound your air horn 5 times would be a quicker way of obtaining the data. Perhaps he plans that for verification.

 

[Poignard]

Pyjamas or sleeping suit?

"Arrived at that comforting conclusion, I bethought myself of a cigar and went below to get it. All was still down there. Everybody at the after end of the ship was sleeping profoundly. I came out again on the quarter- deck, agreeably at ease in my sleeping suit on that warm breathless night, barefooted, a glowing cigar in my teeth, and, going forward, I was met by the profound silence of the fore end of the ship. "

Joseph Conrad (The Secret Sharer)

 

[Fr J Hackett]

Pyjamas or sleeping suit?

"Arrived at that comforting conclusion, I bethought myself of a cigar and went below to get it. All was still down there. Everybody at the after end of the ship was sleeping profoundly. I came out again on the quarter- deck, agreeably at ease in my sleeping suit on that warm breathless night, barefooted, a glowing cigar in my teeth, and, going forward, I was met by the profound silence of the fore end of the ship. "

Joseph Conrad (The Secret Sharer)

Or birthday suit

 

[Poignard]

Or birthday suit

Heaven forfend.

 

[Chiara’s slave]

I don’t imagine many of us are a thing of beauty in our birthday suits

 

[chubby]

Is the question ambiguous? the answer might depend on whether anchored off or in the middle of a raft, the weather and the crew aboard! Having said that if the question is specifically pyjamas then no, you can't wear what you don't own unless 'sleeping shorts' count

 

[Clancy Moped]

Not since I was about 7.

 

[LittleSister]

Calais. 1980s. We were on our way back from the Netherlands, but had been deterred from heading straight back to England by adverse winds, gradually making our way down the continental coast, dropping off somewhere along the way (Dunkirk?) half the crew who had to get back for work .

We'd arrived in Calais late and couldn't find a free berth, but tied up against a French fishing boat. It turned out it was not the cleanest of boats, and the stink of rotten fish permeated our boat.

I stayed up until about 1.30 or 2 am getting the shipping forecast and plotting a route across to Brighton, as the Met Office were at long last promising light winds, albeit with fog patches.

Shortly after 4am we were woken by the noise of the fishing boat's engine starting, and a strong blast of diesel fumes. We tumbled out of our berths and dashed on deck, skipper's girlfriend still in her nightie, me with jeans pulled over my nightwear of pants and T-shirt, to untie our lines and let them out, and started our engine intending to motor round in a circle and tie up again on the vacated berth, then head back to our bunks until our departure in a couple of hours.

The fishing boat turned on its radio, knocking out middle-of-the-road French pop music at a volume competing with the racket of its engine, and its crew ignored us completely, got off their boat and headed off up the quay. We sat on deck waiting for their return, feeling like death warmed up except without benefit of said warming - we were getting very cold. Time passed. Then more time passed. Eventually we stopped our engine and put the kettle on. We sat bleary eyed in the saloon drinking our tea and adding clothing. Then more time passed.

I think it was best part of an hour before the fishing boat crew finally reappeared, and they set off without saying a single word to us, or acknowledging us in any other way.

 

[14K478]

I cannot tell a lie. I have had an ambition to wear pajamas on my boat for the past fifty-three years. I have not yet done so.

I have always "turned in all standing" or at best had my trousers, Guernsey and boots immediately to hand, at sea, though I might take the boots, LJ and oilskins off, if the weather is kind..

It is fair to say that the skipper's bunk on my boat is both easy and comfortable to wedge yourself into, and rather difficult to get out of at speed. At least two others reading this know what I mean.

But I go back to the days when you turned down the oil lamp in the cabin but never blew it out.

 

[Stemar]

On passage, I'm ready to go at a moment's notice. Alongside or in a secure anchorage, I'll wear nightwear appropriate for the temperature. from more clothes than during the day down to nothing.

 

[Roberto]

It's interesting to see different habits, for most posters the alternative seems to be sleeping naked, I have never slept naked -even at home-since maybe a few months old when I only had nappies

 

[rogerthebodger]

, I have never slept naked -

You don't know what you are missing

 

[Boathook]

Calais. 1980s. We were on our way back from the Netherlands, but had been deterred from heading straight back to England by adverse winds, gradually making our way down the continental coast, dropping off somewhere along the way (Dunkirk?) half the crew who had to get back for work .

We'd arrived in Calais late and couldn't find a free berth, but tied up against a French fishing boat. It turned out it was not the cleanest of boats, and the stink of rotten fish permeated our boat.

I stayed up until about 1.30 or 2 am getting the shipping forecast and plotting a route across to Brighton, as the Met Office were at long last promising light winds, albeit with fog patches.

Shortly after 4am we were woken by the noise of the fishing boat's engine starting, and a strong blast of diesel fumes. We tumbled out of our berths and dashed on deck, skipper's girlfriend still in her nightie, me with jeans pulled over my nightwear of pants and T-shirt, to untie our lines and let them out, and started our engine intending to motor round in a circle and tie up again on the vacated berth, then head back to our bunks until our departure in a couple of hours.

The fishing boat turned on its radio, knocking out middle-of-the-road French pop music at a volume competing with the racket of its engine, and its crew ignored us completely, got off their boat and headed off up the quay. We sat on deck waiting for their return, feeling like death warmed up except without benefit of said warming - we were getting very cold. Time passed. Then more time passed. Eventually we stopped our engine and put the kettle on. We sat bleary eyed in the saloon drinking our tea and adding clothing. Then more time passed.

I think it was best part of an hour before the fishing boat crew finally reappeared, and they set off without saying a single word to us, or acknowledging us in any other way.

Years ago we went into Barfleur and told to tie up alongside a fishing boat. When we woke up the next morning we were alongside the Quay nicely tied up. HW came again and the fishing boat came back. We moved and then went back alongside them. They were most apologetic for disturbing us by leaving early in the morning and we got a bucket of prawns. 6 of us on board never heard a thing. We asked them to wake us the next morning if they were going out as we wanted to go to St Vaast or Carentan. I seem to remember that we were up before they arrived and left before they had started the engine.

Edit. I suspect that us being a family we all had pyjamas on.

 

[Slowtack]

Is this about inflatable pajamas?

 

[Wansworth]

“Hands off cocks on socks”!

 

[freespiritdavid]

I don’t imagine many of us are a thing of beauty in our birthday suits

Depends if its not been ironed and is creased

 

[zoidberg]

Someone rather succulent was asked what she usually wore in bed.

"Chanel No5" was her reply....

 

[The Q]

Never worn pyjamas on any boat.
I have but one pair of pyjamas they are in their ready for hospital sealed plastic bag.
But I always wear something, especially if it's too hot for the sleeping bag, there are just too many mossies and horse flies on the Norfolk broads.
And too many Midges up in the Hebridies..

 

[Chiara’s slave]

It's interesting to see different habits, for most posters the alternative seems to be sleeping naked, I have never slept naked -even at home-since maybe a few months old when I only had nappies

I haven’t noticed anyone suggesting a habit was the thing to wear in bed.