An old dit, author unknown, but it is enjoyable and true none the less!
Between the innocence of infancy and the recklessness of adultery comes that unique specimen of humanity known as a Seaman. Seamen can be found in Bars, in Arguments, in Bed, in Debt and intoxicated. They are Tall, Short, Fat, Thin, Dark, Fair but never normal.
They hate Ships’ food, Chief Engineers, writing letters, sailing on Saturdays and Dry Ships. They like receiving mail, Pay off Day, Nude Pin-ups, Sympathy, Complaining and Beer.
A Seaman’s’ secret ambition is to change places with the owner for just one trip, to own a brewery and to be loved by every one in the world.
A Seaman is a provider in war and a parasite in peace. No one is subject to so much abuse, wrongly accused and so often misunderstood by so many as a Seaman. He has the patience of a saint, the honesty of a fool and the heaven sent ability to laugh at himself.
When he returns home from a long voyage no-one else but a Seaman can create such an atmosphere of suspense and longing as he walks through the door with the magic words on his lips and a wry smile:
Have you missed me then?