Tothesunset

A dog officer? They must be barking mad.

Yep. Basically anything comestible takes the adjective "Scotch" - whisky, pancakes etc. All else is Scottish. A Scottish person is a Scot.

And make people turn off their ipads/tablets. Some years ago one of the teams consisted of maybe 10 people, 9 were conferring on the answers while one woman seemed uninterested and read her ipad. Then along came a question that nobody on the team could offer an answer for. Yes, that's right, the woman tapped on her iPad, scrolled a bit and tilted the screen to her neighbour who, big surprise, suddenly knew the answer and the team leader wrote it down. I only noticed her do it that one time but as the team consistently won each day a lesser person might suggest that the foregoing event may have happened discreetly on other occasions. Just sayin'...

I arrived at an RAF mess late one evening for my very first posting as a shiny new Flight Lieutenant. I unpacked and went to the bar where the only other occupant was a middle-aged chap sitting alone at the bar. We had quite a conversation and he seemed an affable old stick. Next day I happened to mention this to the boss who looked shocked. Apparently I had been gossiping away with Marshall of the Royal Air Force Sir Michael Beatham, Chief of the Defence Staff. Gulp. God knows what I said but maybe that's why I never got beyond Wing Commander!

DW mentions a person called Sara at his restaurant last night. Which reminds me of the folliwing true story: In 2006 we handed a hire car back in at Launceston, Tasmania and asked the man at the desk if he could recommend a good restaurant for dinner. "Yes," he said. "Try Stillwater and ask for Sarah and tell her that her father sent you." So we went to Stillwater (which is a mighty fine restaurant, by the way) and asked for Sarah " Hi, I'm Sarah" "Hello Sarah, good to meet you. Can we have a table for two? Incidentally, your father recommended you." She went very quiet and rather sad. "When did you meet my Dad?" "Just earlier today at the hire car place." "My Dad died 2 years ago." Of course, this was an altogether different Sarah. Well, we felt about 2-feet tall. I mean, it's not our fault they had 2 Sarahs, is it?

That's right. Blame it on the rough sea. 😜

And if it doesn't?

National stereotyping. Helpful.

That's true. I remember a horrified Japanese lady guide trying to be polite when a fellow traveller tried to force some Yen upon her.

Or a descendant of Denis?

And then there are travellers from countries where guides are properly paid.

The SS site used to say something along the lines of "tipping is neither expected nor required". What isn't widely known is that each ship runs a Crew Fund to which guests can contribute and which goes to support amenities for all the crew - this rewards not just front of house staff but also those whose hard work is otherwise unrecognised; for example, deck hands, Engine Room crew, laundry and others without whom the shop couldn't function. Just a thought...

Scottish and Northern Irish!

Ah... So we haven't met.

You naughty girl, you.

Should've left them in the suite.

See. There is a God.

That same figure might well apply to Scunthorpe. But for a different reason.

Just one question: WHY??!!

Not sure but to play it safe wear jacket, tie and hijab.

The way the dress code is going, you won't have to much longer.

I think guests should dress as they feel most comfortable. We are naturists. Looking forward to meeting you all.

Yes. But only once I'd doubled the dose.

It's wonderful to see all those creatures waddling around in their environment and all looking the same. And the penguins.

I've looked up the definition of elegant and elegance and can't find polo shirts mentioned anywhere. Not even US dictionaries.