Arriving back on the ship after the bloody British Port Authority had me at their pleasure for a few days, I was greeted with the smell of peaches! Being a fan, I went to the kitchen to investigate. A rather amusing sight was found when I opened the door, It was Jim, up to her elbows in flour, honey and peach chunks with the customary dash of flour on her little nose. If I wasn't so tired I would of laughed, only managed a smile though. After I'd told her where I'd been I wished her good night and retired to my cabin where I slept solidly until the next morning.
Upon waking I got washed and dressed and went out into the mess room where I found a breakfast feast fit for four men! I attempted to eat it all but alas, I was beaten by the huge pie. I wrote a note for Jim thanking her for the breakfast and the general good state of the ship. I went to the crews cabins to leave it on her bunk. On her bunk was a faint smell of mint which wasn't bad at all! Just as I was about to leave the note on her pillow I noticed a book underneath. At first I thought it to be some novel or manual so I picked it up. The title read "Journal", shame faced I tucked it back underneath her pillow and went back outside. Decided to leave the note in the mess room where she had left breakfast.
Met Calico on deck and he told me that the crew needed shore leave so I agreed and will join him in Trinsic soon as I finish here.
Back! Trinsic was grand! The ale was better! Cant really see what I'm writing now though but it Looks *Smudged writing* enough! Bloody guards! No sense of hu*Crossed out* No fun in them! I tell you! Tell you a secret now. I have in my hand Jim's Journal! Just going to have a leaf through. No harm done. I'll put it right back and I wont tell a soul!
It hurts my head a bit trying to read it. Well she doesn't like old Calico! The old ponse she calls him! Tell you something about the old ponse*Intelligble writing* then she bloody screamed! Good times! Hmm she mentions me a lot, and I feel bad about disapearing on her when I said I'd take her to Swaggers. Bloody BPA! I'll write to the bloody Dukey! *A long line from the full stop takes up the rest of the page*
Oh my aching head. Fell asleep reading Jim's Journal and just woke up now. I can hear Calico's snoring from here so it still must be morning. I feel terribly guilty for reading it, and I must return it poste haste. She seems to be proud of working for me which is a good thing. But from what I read she doesn't like the rest of the crew much. I think she may have a crush on me. She is beautiful dont get me wrong, and her legs... And that skirt she wears and when she is high up in the rigging you can see *Crossed out* Wesley! control yourself! She is seventeen and part of your crew and your responsibility! Think I'm still rather drunk from last night can't seem to focus properly. Ah Jim, I am sorry for reading your journal. I must return it now.
Hope no one reads this.
* Jim's Journal
A Bilge-rat's Journal *