babysitting

[low_delta]

Twas yestereve, when me an me wench, Cyn, were to be a sittin' of babes. Twere the babes of me ol' mate William - Bill we calls 'im. We 'ad to watch two wee'uns and two mangy hounds - or rather one hound an one wharf rat. The ratty one weren't a bother, 'cept when she were underfoot. Got whacked with me peg once, she did. The big one, got locked in the brig for a time. I almost keel-hauled her on her own line.

Me little matey was a busy one. He right lively row with another young'un. I threatened to make 'im walk the plank, but he was remorseless. Twas 'is own ship, after all.

Comments

[cynnerth.livejournal.com]

Arrrrrrrr...tis a good post there, Matey!

[banana.livejournal.com]

That's a salty yarn, an' no mistake! No Cap'n can take risk o' a mutinous crew on such a voyage. You did sail a point close to the wind, to my way o' thinkin'. But no matter - ye reached shore, and not a man lost!