Jo said, ?smugly:
Actually, I do smile sweetly on occasions when my cast iron stomach has left me the only one still happily sailing into the blue yonder while others have disappeared mysteriously - maybe not as far below as you suggest though!

Hmmm. Not big on sea shanties myself, but thanks for the exposition. I assumed that the quote was from a shanty. Why is it that all shanties from the east coast of the US are kinda grim?

I don't suffer at sea myself. My first job after leaving school was as a deckhand on a crayfishing boat based at a remote port on the west coast of NZ's South Island. There was only one set of circumstances which could make me feel ill - a combination of movement, me having my head down doing something and diesel fumes.

Sailing is fun - most Kiwis do it at some time or another. Probably makes up for being flightless birds with grubby brown feathers and long beaks ...


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