Sunday Extra Blog from Rod Simpson – Clipper crew 2000/1 and back again in 2006!
The picture shows Rod with some of his 300 adoring Cheer Leaders in Qingdao. Rod will be featured later but has sent me the following to remind everyone of the Scouse sense of humour; particularly relevant as they build up for their 800th birthday and their turn as European Capital of Culture.
The picture shows Rod with some of his 300 adoring Cheer Leaders in Qingdao. Rod will be featured later but has sent me the following to remind everyone of the Scouse sense of humour; particularly relevant as they build up for their 800th birthday and their turn as European Capital of Culture.
Moving on, and without mentioning football, the name– `Liuerpul` (muddy pool) - first appears in the Doomsday survey in 1086 an inauspicious name for a small inlet of the River Mersey. The potential of Liverpool as a port (anchorage) was finally recognised and King John saw fit to grant us a Charter in 1207 – and since then the city has grown and grown.
Enough of that how about a good yarn -
A Liverpool Love Story
A young woman in Liverpool was so depressed that she decided to end her lifeby throwing herself into the Mersey. She went down to the docks and was about to leap into the freezing water when a handsome young sailor saw her tottering on the edge of the pier, crying.
He took pity on her and said, "Look, you have so much to live for. I'm off to America in the morning, and if you like, I can stow you away on my ship. I'll take good care of you and bring you food every day." Moving closer, he slipped his arm round her shoulder and added, "I'll keep you happy, and you'll keep me happy." The girl nodded "Yes", after all, what did she have to lose? Perhaps a fresh start in America wouldgive her life new meaning.
That night, the sailor brought her aboard and hid her in a lifeboat. From then on, every night he brought her three sandwiches and a piece of fruit, and they made passionate love until dawn.
Two weeks later, during a routine inspection, she was discovered by the Captain. "What are you doing here?" the Captain asked.
"I have an arrangement with one of the sailors", she explained. "I get food and a trip to America, and he's screwing me."
"He certainly is", the Captain said. "This is the Birkenhead Ferry."
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