Miserable gits
What is it with you southern nobs. Motoring down to Poole bridge from Cobbs quay on a delivery job to Brixham and the overheat alarm on one of the Ovlov diesels started sounding. Pulled onto a pontoon by Sunseeker and in less than one second, there was a obnoxious **** in a uniform telling us to move on. Even after explaining the problem, he was still sounding off. After receiving some northern hospitality he decided he didn't want a swim that day.
The boat was a Sealine 34. I found a pair of Gavs old underpants in the bilge.
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