The parrot eyes the inflatable sheep, the sheep does not react. Emboldened the parrot flutters down on to the back of the sheep, still no reaction. The parrot gives the sheep a nasty peck.

Blaaaarrttt ! The sheep takes off, flying through the air.

"AAAWWWKKK!!!" goes the parrott, retreating in a hurry to a friendly shoulder, "B****r this for a lark, Your turn in the barrell, Kiss the golden rivet", and other choice sailors expresions. "Remind me never to sign on to a ship bound for Cardiff"

The now deflating sheep circles the bar room, and nosedives into the Vindaloo.

Gareth