Very Brideshead, Bron. Shame he couldn't heave to for a yarn.

I went to the Outward Bound Sea School in Aberdovey, sailing old whalers and Wayfarers, in 1975. Had a braw time of it. It was a bit like going to the grey green greasy Limpopo river, all set about with fever trees, as I went there a wimp, and a month later came back a brick shithouse, and spanked all my aunties and uncles.

Very fond memories

Skipjack