Well ahoy mateys

Well there she blows, off to starboard, the boy in the crow's nest shouted. And sure enough out jumped a huge white whale and against the reflection of this white whale that night our boys on the HMS Repulse suddenly glimpsed the shadow of a dastardly french man o war sliding up to out blind side during the night. All guns blazing then for a few panicked seconds. The french captain of the SS Neptune is renowned for playing possum. A deceptive ploy that many young sailors fall for. Ease up there laddie, we have just spotted him turn into the night and the fog. And there is where we will probably find him put up, in the hidden bays of San Francisco. Capt Antoninus de Moate is the dastardly captain of that ugly ill fated square rig. And one day we shall catch up with him. Ahoy there.