A handful of nights away

[ThistleDown]

With many bows and scrapies, oh large one, we assure you of our presence.

Charles, your venture 'cross the water and through the isles whilst kilted is only an (ad)venture in your mind. The only ones to take note of your attire will be a wondrous few from the far west who show their delight by a giggle or three (just smile and giggle back), and an odd southron loudly wheezing "ma gawd he's gotta skirton". For crew and natives its all in the course of the day. Right Mikey, Wizzzzzzzzzzzzzard, Macman and Raphael?

Or catch the 1:30 and we will meet you for lunch on board and feed you bits of support while you spoon in some great Pacific chowder.

Rex (too)