Well well well

Well my hearties and shipmates we are pressing north now into the mellowest of yellow seas, the South China Seas, in the footsteps of the great explorers of once upon a time like Marco Polo, who had to survive so many ambushes and prison sentences from dubious westerners and travellers of an Irish and French kind that it is a wonder he ever made it to China. His memoires he wrote in prison. We are hot on the tail of another ship of the Napoleonic hordes, a square rigger called the SS Adrienne Toffeenose and another bigger belle called the SS Aoife Kennedy, as the franglais delight in naming their warships after French and Irish defectors and wannabes. Irish defectors to the armies and navies of Napoleon alas are endemic, and they do their country no service, as they brownnose their way to the top in Paris. These two belles above have put in a lot of damage over the years especially to one of our newer ships the SS Garde le Foi, and an older ship the Fay ce que, which we have given French names though these are just epithets which mirror the dedication on the house of Lady Foyle of Londonderry. Ahoy.