You couldn’t make it up if you tried!   The evening started innocently enough with a rum punch at Tim’s Bollhead Bar.  However, on returning to OR James, being the chivalrous skipper, was last to jump into Puddle but had a slight miscalculation … one pair of wet shorts.   Just as we were setting up for supper the heavens opened and he got totally soaked … two pairs of wet shorts.   Not content with this, he promptly sat on the wet seat in Puddle whilst locking her up for the night … three pairs of wet shorts!   Then followed a very funny evening with Freebooter chuckling about 3Shorts Short.  But that wasn’t the end of it.  To help with the washing up James rinsed out a particularly mucky container with salt water while standing on the bathing platform.  Job completed, he pirate-proofed the swimming ladder just as the wind blew the clean container into the sea.  So using the bathing ladder to reach the precious container, he found that the booby-trap worked brilliantly and gently toppled (fully clothed) into the water!    It was now a 4Shorts evening!