One of my all time favourite Bellamy songs. I can't listen to it without coming over all tearful. Why? Well, I know my dad would have loved it anyway. It brings me right back to all his old maritime prints, drawings, and his old copies of Sea Breezes my mother kept in his memory. Most of all I see the print of a Montague Dawson clipper that forever hunt above the fireplace in the front room.

And the cargo that she carried, ah! it was not China tea.
She took with her all the glamour and romance of life at sea.

And so much more; so much more you can't even say...