“I'm
fed up with eating spotty bananas,” grumbled Captain Boxer Shorts,
as he looked at the fruit that the Admiral handed to him.
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You have to eat the spotty ones first! |
“You
have to eat the spotty ones first,” she argued. Captain B.S. pulled
a face and muttered something rude under his breath. “There's always too many
spotty bananas, I never get to eat the good ones!”
It
was time to pump up the dinghy so that the Admiral and Captain B.S.
Could go ashore. It was tied up with rope in a huge parcel in the
front cabin of the Good Ship Mithril. It was very heavy.
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It was very heavy |
Captain
Boxer Shorts managed to get it to the ladder, but it was too heavy to
lift on deck.
“Shiver
me timbers,” he cried, “I'm not as strong as I used to be!”
“We
need a long rope,” suggested the Admiral. She tied a rope to the
dinghy. With Captain B.S. pulling, and the Admiral pushing, they
managed to get the rubber boat onto the deck.
Captain
B.S. Connected up the footpump and began pumping. His foot was very
tired when he had finished.
Captain Boxer Shorts works the foot pump |
They
lowered the dinghy into the water with a splash. Captain Boxer Shorts
sat in the dinghy whilst the Admiral passed down the wooden pieces of
the floor. With much heaving and struggling he managed to fit it in
place.
The dinghy in the water |
“Hooray!”
shouted the Admiral, “Now we can go ashore and buy some fresh
bread. You can't have too much fresh bread!”
Captain
Boxer Shorts was sitting in the cockpit looking at the scenery. “I
think we will move the Good Ship Mithril closer to the shore,” he
said. He started the engine and pulled up the anchor. It was covered
in a thick, sticky goo. “Yuk!” he shouted as dollops of sticky
goo sprayed all over his feet.
The
Admiral steered the Good Ship Mithril round in a circle.... then
round in another circle... and round again.... and again, until
Captain Boxer Shorts was happy with the new spot for anchoring.
“This
will do!” he bellowed. The Admiral stopped the boat as Captain
Boxer Shorts began to lower the sticky anchor back into the water. He
let out lots of chain to make sure the anchor held firm.
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The anchor on the bottom of the sea |
“Reverse!”
he shouted to the Admiral. The Admiral reversed the Good Ship Mithril
so that the anchor was pulled down into the sandy mud at the bottom
of the sea. The boat stopped going backwards with a jerk and Captain
B.S. fell over on his bottom.
“You
can't have too much reversing!” laughed the Admiral.




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