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4th April 2025, 07:29 PM
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Re: Those drunken nights

Originally Posted by
Phil Hughes
Those drunken nights, oh! yes indeed. I was on the Shell Tanker "ZENATIA" IN 1960 and we were destined for Geelong but two days before we got there we were diverted to Singapore. As expected we couldn't wait to get a decent meal and drink and I believe I made a pig of myself, not that I can remember much but in the morning when I woke I found a large imitation crocodile skin suitcase on the deck. I asked who the new lad was and what cabin he'd be in and I was told, there's no new lad it's yours. I apparently bought it in my drunken state and on arrival at Thames Haven I decided I'd use it and make light work of my other case. When I picked it up I only had the handle in my hand. How could I forget that.
Phil Hughes. R698842
Not too far off my Number Phil, so you would have been just a wee bit later than me .
I started in 1958.
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14th April 2025, 07:51 AM
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Re: Those drunken nights
Remember Delmonico's and the Navigators Den ended up with a black eye after a big night in there, much to the amusement of the Old Man and the pilot leaving Cape Town early morning.
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14th April 2025, 05:39 PM
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Re: Those drunken nights
18#Remember Monties well. The Montgomery Hotel at the Piermont Dock gate the taxi drivers used to switch of their for hire signs as the approached the hotel in the evening , due to the colourful customers emerging from the said Hostelry . It was a great favourite of the Port line Boats judging by the number of ships life belts hanging behind he Bar. One of the gentle ladies who frequented the bar , after a slight altercation with our 4 th engineer ( a typically polite Glaswegian ) challenged him to an arm wrestling competition which she won convincingly . To celebrate her victory she jumped from a standing position straight up on the Bar Top and proceeded to Moon the whole Bar showing her ample derrière . Glad to hear it is still functioning after all these years.
(Aboard the City of Sidney 1970 on the last MANZ run she made)
Doug
Last edited by Doug Hardie; 14th April 2025 at 05:41 PM.
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14th April 2025, 10:22 PM
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15th April 2025, 06:41 AM
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Re: Those drunken nights
Monties was one of those places once seen never forgotten.
It had a supreme presence which continually called you back.
Even after all these years it still exists though a bit more gentile now I am reliably informed.
As to drunkenness, were we so bad or was the grog too strong.
I never considered myself to be drunk.
I was in a state of confusion, or maybe total oblivion, or taken by a substance that on occasions changed my persona.
A physical condition where my legs did not belong to my body, my clothes were the wrong size or shape ad my feet took on a life indifferent to the remainder of my body.


Happy daze John in Oz.
Life is too short to blend in.
John Strange R737787
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