My wife told me today that I need a hobby. I started to argue and say that I had lots but really , she was right, I don’t. I have given myself 2 weeks off from answering the hundreds of questions I usually do each week here on Facebook and writing the blogs. And apart from taking my daughter to school and collecting her, helping my Mum with the shopping and other jobs, going to the gym and walking the turd machine that is my dog………I really do bugger all when not on a ship or on social media. My wife decided to bring this subject up last night just as I settled down to watch some TV, a program called The Last Ship………………..timing is of course, everything. So we discussed what I could do. The first suggestion was to join my mate Danny on the golf course and learn the game. One problem with that. I hate golf ……..I would rather shave Judge Judy’s back than play golf. I understand absolutely why someone would play it once . . . and then decide to play it again. It’s not because they have a dressing up in sill clothes or because they dislike the company of their wives or because they secretly want to belong to a male lodge that have initiation ceremonies that involve a nipple clamp and standing on one leg. No, they love golf because they think that if they keep playing, they might get a bit better. So when I played golf for the first time, I knew there would never be a second. There would be no point. Even if I played every day for 1,000 years, the ball would still never travel more than the length of my gentleman’s sausage which is not let me tell you, a long way.. But my wife said I should give it a go so on Friday I will get up early in the morning and spend a few hours moving bits of grass round the course and swearing in English, Italian, Dutch and Latvian. But hold on, isn’t the idea of playing golf to get the lowest score possible?…..in that case, I shall stay at home…………score sod all ……… and win. After golf, fishing maybe next. Yep, My I shall spend some time standing up to my dangly bits in cold water trying to outwit a fish, a creature with only slightly less brain capacity than some news reporters. Anyway, I will have photos of the Carnival Pride this week as she undergoes her rapid and brilliant 2.0 upgrades during her dry dock and will be here with more discussion points and fun. Cheers
Posted on: Mon, 20 Oct 2014 12:27:26 +0000
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