Shiver me old timbers

Shiver me timbers, tis a different port we leave from this week, one of the east coast ports by Felixstowe and Harwich, as the old girl pulls out of the Sea-pull-in and into the Great North Sea or the old Germanic Sea as it is known by the argumentative Frenchies. The Germanic Sea plays host to the German fleet which we shall try to rendez-vous with but there is one or two French men of war like the old sea dog, the SS Oscar Piscatoris, the corvette the SS Luigi Gonzaga, and the frigate, SS Hacker Hackeson. the The Germanic Sea is not especially deep but it is rough in places with lots of sandy bars to negotiate while Napoleon is sleeping on his bunk and we have to sneak past the various Martello towers along the old east coast. This week we is following our chief punkha wallah, our C, Capt Whitman, aboard the flagship the HMS Rip van Winkle.