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!