jimi
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Anybody setting sail today. Why are'nt you allowed to say rabbit or salmon on a boat?
Jim
Jim
Superstitions
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first i've heard of it???
JeremyF
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Nope. Sat in the office today, and SWMBO has got me doing other stuff this w/e. Its probably the last decent warm weather, and I'm driving a bloody removal van. Shucks.
Maybe I should count myself lucky if there are bad omens about
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Steve101
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I\'ve popped out for some fresh air.
I havn't a clue. Go on tell us!
I havn't a clue. Go on tell us!
jimi
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Re: I\'ve popped out for some fresh air.
Do'nt know! But as a wee laddie I used to spend my summers on the fishing boats in Scotland and these two words were taboo as was whistling.
In later years I spent a lot of time climbing in Portland(Dorset) where the word rabbit again was taboo, the story goes there that the rabbits used to burrow underneath the props holding up cliff thingies and they would then drop and dump on the poor unfortunate quarrier.
Have'nt a clue about salmon though.
Jim
Do'nt know! But as a wee laddie I used to spend my summers on the fishing boats in Scotland and these two words were taboo as was whistling.
In later years I spent a lot of time climbing in Portland(Dorset) where the word rabbit again was taboo, the story goes there that the rabbits used to burrow underneath the props holding up cliff thingies and they would then drop and dump on the poor unfortunate quarrier.
Have'nt a clue about salmon though.
Jim
oldharry
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Dont take Bunny on a brittany ferry.....
True story: Heading for St Malo on Brit ferrys' 'Bretagne' last summer, I went to the on board shop to get some new batteries. 'No sir, we dont stock Duracells' ' Why ever not?' ' They have a picture of a rabbit on the packaging, and the crew refused to sail with them aboard'
'And sir, please dont shout 'lapins' again - the older hands are quite serious about it....'
The miracles of modern technology!
True story: Heading for St Malo on Brit ferrys' 'Bretagne' last summer, I went to the on board shop to get some new batteries. 'No sir, we dont stock Duracells' ' Why ever not?' ' They have a picture of a rabbit on the packaging, and the crew refused to sail with them aboard'
'And sir, please dont shout 'lapins' again - the older hands are quite serious about it....'
The miracles of modern technology!
oldharry
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Fri 13th
Oh and yes, I did go out for a sail yesterday, not beleiving in superstitious nonsense about numbers and days of the week... fabulous day, lovely breeze, just right.
- anybody got a spare gooseneck fitting?
Oh and yes, I did go out for a sail yesterday, not beleiving in superstitious nonsense about numbers and days of the week... fabulous day, lovely breeze, just right.
- anybody got a spare gooseneck fitting?
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I work on a Norwegian registered ship, & the Noggies are mad about unlucky superstitions
Horses, Women, Whistling, Rucksacks, Umbrellas.
After one particularly long dry-docking in Bergen when the ship had acquired numerous umbrellas onboard. The transit accross the Atlantic had the vessel manager sacrificing these objects to the seismic gods from the Bridge wing on a daily basis. Of course we only let them out of hiding in dribs and drabs, usually carried in a rucksack while whistling the theme to Black Beaty, Anything to push him over the edge really. - No women though.
PS. Does anyone know how to post a picture on these forums, We've just taken some photos of the Vietnamese fishermen where were currently working, & these guys bring a whole new meaning to 'no frills' boating. Unbelievable.
Horses, Women, Whistling, Rucksacks, Umbrellas.
After one particularly long dry-docking in Bergen when the ship had acquired numerous umbrellas onboard. The transit accross the Atlantic had the vessel manager sacrificing these objects to the seismic gods from the Bridge wing on a daily basis. Of course we only let them out of hiding in dribs and drabs, usually carried in a rucksack while whistling the theme to Black Beaty, Anything to push him over the edge really. - No women though.
PS. Does anyone know how to post a picture on these forums, We've just taken some photos of the Vietnamese fishermen where were currently working, & these guys bring a whole new meaning to 'no frills' boating. Unbelievable.
Grehan
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Good Grief!!!!!!!
Sailing's difficult already enough isn't it? I'm never gonna remember this stuff as well.
We're all D O O M E D . . . .
Sailing's difficult already enough isn't it? I'm never gonna remember this stuff as well.
We're all D O O M E D . . . .
paulineb
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It's very unlucky to run out of beer on the boat because the skipper gets the raging hump
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Grehan
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. . . and wot's wrong wiv humping? eh?
paulineb
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absolutely nothing 
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kingfisher
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Underground racing horses
DON'T EVER MENTION THE BL**DY LONG EARED MONSTERS AGAIN.
In the old days, when the ships were made of wood and the man of steel, they used to take them animals with them for food.
On one journey, the food ran out. In as much that the crew started stealing the food from the animals.
Now, you should know that the teeth of rodents grow continously. So they have to keep gnawing. So the blighters chewed right through the wooden posts and frames, ultimately sinking the ship with all hands lost.
So in the future, please refer to them as "underground racing horses".
BTW: every time you light a cigarette from a candle, a seaman dies.
Group of people on the pontoon: skipper is the one with the toolbox.
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DON'T EVER MENTION THE BL**DY LONG EARED MONSTERS AGAIN.
In the old days, when the ships were made of wood and the man of steel, they used to take them animals with them for food.
On one journey, the food ran out. In as much that the crew started stealing the food from the animals.
Now, you should know that the teeth of rodents grow continously. So they have to keep gnawing. So the blighters chewed right through the wooden posts and frames, ultimately sinking the ship with all hands lost.
So in the future, please refer to them as "underground racing horses".
BTW: every time you light a cigarette from a candle, a seaman dies.
Group of people on the pontoon: skipper is the one with the toolbox.
http://sirocco31.tripod.com
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I don't know about underground race horses et al. Personally, I find the words "isn't it a lovely day - the wind is just right" strike fear into my heart every time SWMBO uses them.
Recently I've been able to cut her off in time.
Otherwise rain, high seas and wind on the nose ensue - mind you - no change there then!
Geoff
Recently I've been able to cut her off in time.
Otherwise rain, high seas and wind on the nose ensue - mind you - no change there then!
Geoff
jimi
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Heard another one on Radio 4 last night. If glasses chink, apparently it is the done thing in some circles to say "Save a sailor." Its to do with the bell like sound .. did'nt quite hear the total story though.
Jim
Jim
oldharry
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'. . . and wot's wrong wiv humping? eh?
Rabbits just love it, Grehan......
Rabbits just love it, Grehan......
longjohnsilver
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Well that's what the skipper has a wife for, either to get the beer or do the humping bit, or if not too inebriated, both.
jimi
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I get mine to hump the beer .. from the car to the boat. What else are beasts of burden for?
Jim
Jim
