And introducing ....

And like the little British schoolboy who leaves his best sausages till last on his school plate, there is no need to introduce our best possession in the antipodes, the so-called HMS Chastleton Castle who is always castling with some frigate or other on the banks of the Tyrrhenian Sea by the old harbours of the Via Giulia, but above all such poseurs bear an unnatural resemblance to Old Boney. The last few years has seen this ship escape time and time again from the clutches of the big gunners of the RN, but he has escaped often into thick broily doylie waters, been covered in black black oil and bitch-pitch, and then spirited away by some old dirty barge up the river Seine, as if the French have not had enough of the sight of his portly carcass sitting on their corners picking up trade and traffic and gossip about the embassies of the RN. Oh yes, there is nothing quite like the Romfordian Romney and his enduring team of Rolandos on their enigma typesetter machines - busily banging away long into the nights of the Italian Resistance Army under some new and eponymous Garibaldi, to bring wreck and ruin to the far harbours of Hong Kong where lies the government bonds of London and Greenwich. A troubling lot and still troubling the great markets and high seas of international business. Still brawling in the streets of the Seine's many tributary ports such as Jamaica and Bangkok. BRIC = MINT.