Issue 32 - September 1793
”I was born under a wandering star” (from Paint Your Transom)
When the unwelcome news came, Colonel Albytross had been happily sitting in the snug of the George in Portsmouth , making plans for the social season ahead after spending ten hard months at sea without a break. He had risen from a humble Captain of Marines to command the entire Royal Marine Regiment over that time - a considerable achievement, but he had been desperately looking forward to some time ashore and had penned invitations to a gathering in remembrance of his friend and colleague, Wayne Kin-Madley, and had planned to spend some time with his darling ‘Becca.
Unfortunately, it was not to be, because a “squeaker” rushed in with the news that the Colonel had to pack his bags immediately and report to HMS Droits de L'Homme, which would sail on the tide. Captain Frogmorton had volunteered the ship to serve with the Blockade Squadron, due to the persuasion of Admirals Kerr and Sandwich , and Captains Brock, Pipovitch and Miller.
Report has it that the young midshipman's ears were red for two days after hearing Colonel Albytross's pungently expressed opinion about having to go to sea again for another three months! Thirteen months, 391 days, 9384 hours, 563040 minutes, or 33,782,400 seconds at sea would be enough to cause any man to turn to hard drink and foul language but the Colonel resolutely rose from his seat, finished his rum in a single gulp and then never mentioned another word about his bad luck to anyone – well, anyone who cared to share that information with this reporter.
One other captain volunteered his ship to aid the blockade squadron. Captain Sir Roger Gallant of HMS Indomitable guided his second rate ship out of Portsmouth harbour with the immortal words “If Froggy is going to kick the Frogs then I will live up to my name and roger…no…um…and be Gallant and Indomitable in the face of danger.” Norman Price, his secretary, vowed not to let his esteemed captain make any more speeches again.
Edwin Quilp, Lt HMS Fiddler's Green, had been stung by the gossip that he was “shy” in battle, and had volunteered for the front to prove his worth beyond all doubt, serving on HMS Enterprise under his old shipmate, Colin Vandervent.
Captain Frogmorton's Log
Sunday 1 st September 1793
The tide favours us. Gallant has followed me out of Portsmouth and we are due to rendezvous with the blockade boys on the 42 nd Parallel. The Admiralty believes that the enemy will try to break through the blockade squadron at a time when the British and French captains traditionally retire to their clubs for six months. In fact I can almost feel the leather and taste the brandy that I should be enjoying right now, but there were so many who felt that the flagship had an important part to play in British dominance of the sea, and I had such a poor summer without a promotion in sight that…well…here I am and the coast of Blighty has already dropped below the stern horizon.
Thursday 5 th September 1793
It seems that God, unsurprisingly, is an Englishman. We have had a tail wind that has driven us south faster that if we had ridden on the back of Neptune himself. I had to take down a little sail as the Indomitable isn't as fine a filly as dear old Droits but still we should rendezvous sooner than expected – might mean a little waiting about, for the blockaders are a little slow under sail - corner like they're on rails mind - but not much for going fast. Still, this will give us chance to set out our stall. I fear that the rudder has come a little loose because the helmsman seems to be over steering a little to compensate. Colonel Albytross seems ready for the fight and I don't think our marine attachment will be caught wanting, given the ear bashing I hear this morning – d—n, I bet they fear “The Bird” more than they fear the b------y French…
He certainly scares me!
Saturday 7 th September 1793
By Neptune's teeth! D—n and blast the fickle hand of fate! Lost the rudder, well as near as d—n it anyway. One of the men has been over and under and patched it up as best he can but we are about as agile a one hour old colt and it looks like the blockaders will have to do without the navy's best for a few days longer. I have ordered Gallant on ahead – just hope his speech to the blockade squadron is better than that drivel he spouted back in Portsmouth.It was all I could do to hold on to my breakfast. We will continue under half sail and just hope that the French are struggling against the northerly that is, (or was), driving us towards the Iberian peninsula.
Sunday 15 th September 1793
Making steady progress but it's damn slow going. Saw a sail off the port side but it dropped away as soon as it saw us. It was moving faster than us, but not by much, but I fear that we might be a little on the late side. Not a time to be limping along but it is good to see that the Droits de l'Homme as the reputation to scare the c--p out of the French. Ordered a man over the side again yesterday and he's shored up the damaged rudder and we are making better time. I just hope that 106 guns is enough to sway any battle when and if we finally join it…
Thursday 19 th September 1793
Smoke on the horizon suggests that their has been a meeting of sorts. I have set full sail and hope to be there in the hour, two at the most but I will convey what I see as we sail. Looks like four French corvettes have come upon the blockaders from the south while two warships have pinchered them from the west. Gallant has his hands full by the look of things but that man has a knack for coming out of the c—p smelling of roses that I wouldn't be surprised if he captured another Frenchy and sent the second running with its tail between its legs. The new blocker, the Enterprise, seems to have a competent captain, and the enemy can't pin him down even though he counts nearly twice the number of guns. Slippery b----r that Vandervent, and it would seem that he has struck lucky sending the Frenchman back to friendly waters with a large hole just above the water line.
Silver on the Sauve Qui Peut – that's a bloody long name I'll use the SQP in future – anyway the SQP has the better of his opponent and is nippier than a bag of crabs. B----r only gone and scuppered the frog and – no wait the shoots gone wide but the Frenchy's got a yellow streak as wide as a herd of diarrhoeic camels and is running away – still doesn't stop the cowardly cur from firing a departing volley into the SQP – d—n that did some damage I hope everyone's OK.
We are closing fast and should be in the thick of before too long but I am able to see Gallant has lived up to my prediction and another French captain has handed over his cutlass to the Indomitable and her Captain – just wish his speeches would improve, I bet we get another Indomitable by name and Indomitable by nature cliché again – yuck. Still with Vandervent and Silver sending two away and Gallant capturing a third the odds are now in the English favour.
Salisbury is the last to engage but Dover has an eye for detail and the canny b----r has only gone and blindsided his counterpart, stolen his wind and brought 14 guns to bear on a ship with eight times that number. I would not like to be that Frenchman when I get out of prison and I wouldn't be surprised if he is found dead or never found at all because he's fed himself to the fish for his rank incompetence. Bugger thought he might get a pop at the SQP and forgot to look behind him. The rest look like the fight's gone out of them and I will only get a chance to fire a couple of volleys – still the Droits de l'Homme will put the frighteners on them.
Friday 27 th September 1793
A sad day. Another Blockade Captain has died in the line of duty, and as the senior officer it befell to me to conduct his funeral. Despite his bravery and the SQP's success in turning the enemy back, Master and Commander Wesley Silver was killed in the firestorm that the cornered rat put down before he fled. Master's Mate Ellery Boscawen was also hit and he lost his right arm and will be hospitalised for the coming month at least. I have written to the Admiralty mentioning him by name in my dispatches.
On a brighter note Master and Commander Ben Dover is to be knighted for capturing the Enemy corvette Poseidon. Lieutenant Quilp on the Salisbury gets two mentions and a fair amount of plunder for his time with his old shipmate Vandervent. Master and Commander Vandervent told me personally how the Lieutenant's superior knowledge of both the sea and battle helped him to turn back his enemy. As for my part, well while the victory may not have had much to do with me and plenty to do with the others, the admiralty seems to like it and I've got my baton and hoisted my flag! Funny what happens when you're the senior officer and write the official report. I just hope that England is ready for Rear Admiral Frogmorton of the Red.
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Issue 28 Your reporter T
With an almighty THUD! The combined reports of the entire gazette hacks land on the desk of the editor!
“Bloody Nora ” exclaims the editor, I see I have a job and a half , send word to my wife I will not be home tonight, oh and take her and the children one of Mrs Wiggins best meat pies, I am sure she will forgive me. Now what have we here …hmmmmmmm
So the first week of this Bumper edition of the Gazette starts to take shape…..
Admiral the Earl Goodman and Countess Rosemary's Gathering to commemorate the Recent Campaign, at their mansion.
Our reporter managed to blag a place at this posh nosh do, here is what he saw and heard. Well it was an extremely well turned out affair, with some of the more well known personages of the Navy and some new boys. A full list here:
Admiral the Earl Goodman and his wife the Countess Rosemary
Vice Admiral the Earl Sandwich and Lady Elizabeth Doolittle
Rear Admiral Baron Marlowe and Lady Jennifer
Captain Sir Tyler Brock
Captain Pavel Pipovitch and Mrs Prudence Pipovitch
Captain Baron Miller and Miss Ophelia Goolies
Captain Viscount O'Malley
Captain Sir Matthew Walker
Captain Huw Jorgens and Miss Joan Fullins
Major (RM) Pete Cunning
Major (RM) Brian Adams
Lieutenant Sum Yun Gai
Lieutenant Jervis Fregate
Lieutenant Redmond Barry
Lieutenant Richard Warwick
Mr Robert Plunkett, Midshipman
Mr James T Kirk, Midshipman
Mr Selwyn Snodgrass, Midshipman
Mr Hugo Templeton-Smythe, Midshipman
Mr Tiberius Smith, Midshipman
Subaltern (RM) Joseph Parker
Sailor Anthony Delaford
Sailor Sidney Blowhard
How the 2 common Jack Tars got in is anyone's guess, but I hear they did have some connections in society.
The evening was a fine affair with good food and drink as well as some very pleasant conversation. I noticed Captain Pavel Pipovitch entertaining the guests with one of his many, many stories. I am sure I heard someone say “ it's all cock and bull if you ask me ”, but I could not pin the person down. However he rambled on not letting any one get a word in edgeways or any other ways for that matter! If that was not bad enough he was smoking his vile smelling pipe as usual. Captain Viscount O'Malley brought a fine bottle of whiskey for all to taste, much appreciated. Lieutenant Jervis Fregate was seen bowing and scraping to all who he thought was his social senior. Mr Robert Plunkett, Midshipman also did the same (strange behaviour for a diehard radical) and was seen to drink a lot. I put this down to nerves due to being in such vaunted company. Mr James T Kirk, Midshipman, turned up by coach in his brand new uniform, so new that you could still see the chalk marks from the tailors! Much was discussed and comments were made regarding the action and those who never made it home. All in all a very good night and no exchange of cards what so ever….
Elsewhere Mr Harry Sharp & Mr John Oates carried out ship board duties. Major Attenborough-Davis practised his cutlass skills.
The following went South Side: Lieutenant Huckerback, Mr Trelane and
Midshipman Ben Brown, who were all robbed by a masked footpad armed with pistols. Mr Jim Herkness ran to get help from a nearby group of seamen. Sadly, they proved to be a press-gang and he is now on his way to join HMS Salisbury. Private (RM) John Drake and Captain (RM) James Bishop had a much more satisfactory time – perhaps the footpad was not so keen on taking on the Redcoats!
(Editor: A civilian scoundrel and dangerous radical, called Padraig Dubhspiriag, is suspected of the crimes, but he escaped from the watch officers who were sent to arrest him. No-one knows his whereabouts.)
Meanwhile, Captain (RM) Ian Steel caroused and debated Whig politics with Miss Emma Woodhouse. He managed to win a political supporter. (Not her, of course - women can't vote).
Mr PE King failed to court Gwendolyn Hotspur, she was having none of it! Lieutenant (RM) Harry Champion courted Muriel Merryweather with a hopeless passion, as she is far above his social station and did not even come to the door, but sent her maid instead who gave the Lt the once up and down and “accidentally” showed her ankle! (Editor: the hussy, what's her name, some one get me a sketch of her!)
Midshipman Dizzodly set off to the Almanack with high hopes, but alas the Election Rallye he expected was another week! Dizzy indeed!
Finally Vice Admiral, Earl O'Groats and the Countess attend the opera, it was noticed that the Countess is with child and the Earl was taking very good care of her.
So that was a week and half and its not the busiest week not by a long chalk!
Then the second week came into being…..
There were parties this week both at either end of the social spectrum. The first was Anthony Delaford's Navy and Marine Party at the Pit . Those seen attending were:
Major (RM) Pete Cunning ( slumming it no doubt!)
Subaltern (RM) Joseph Parker ( likewise )
Mr Tiberius Smith, Midshipman (obviously following the above two )
Mr John Oates, Master's Mate , (who brought a bottle of good brandy and Mary Lamb)
Mr Harry Sharp, Master's Mate
And the host, Mr Delaford, sailor.
As far as we could see it was the usual “Pit” outing, common as muck, so nothing new there then!
Meanwhile……
At the other end of society was Sir Tyler Brock's 5th Chinese Nights Party, “Let a Hundred Flowers Bloom” at the Almanack . Yes, TB's famous Chinese night number 5. (Editor: what happened to number 4? ) Those seen attending this fancy outing were:
Captain Sir Tyler Brock
Admiral the Earl Goodman and Lady Rosemary
Vice Admiral the Earl Sandwich and Lady Elizabeth Doolittle
Captain Pavel Pipovitch and Mrs Prudence Pipovitch
Captain Andrew Miller with Miss Ophelia Goolies
Lt Richard Warwick
Lt Sum Yun Gai
What a spectacle to behold, there were Chinese ladies serving some sort of foreign muck (Editor: hack's words not mine! ) However seafood was seen and served and some guests, knowing the fare being served, brought their own and had it prepared by the staff here. The Music was provided by “The Bugs” from Liverpool , AGAIN! Sir Brock tempted fate by holding some sort of politic debate, but no one took him up on it. It was something along the lines of “ if the Torys have their way, we would just eat sheep's stomach every day like the Irish” ( Editor: What tripe!)
Countess Rosemary came in a silken gown with a hundred flowers sewn on.
Lt Sum Yun Gai was seen with what he called “sympathetic medicines”, which I must say left him very relaxed and not the man and officer we all know! (Editor: I just hope Grouchy O'Groats doesn't hear of it !). He then tried to launch into a display of Chinese fighting but was so relaxed he just fell in a heap on the floor after taking his shirt off! The Gentlemen covered their wives and partners eyes, but not before most had seen the dragon tattoos on his upper body. (Editor: like some common seaman, NOW Grouchy will blow his top if this gets to his notice! ). Tea was served in some sort of flimsy looking blue and white cups, the men opted for a real mug whilst the ladies found the cups most refreshing and lightweight. Lastly some sort of pastry was served which everyone bit into, only to gag on what appeared to be bits of parchment inside said pastry item! It was later explained these were “fortune cookies” (Editor: ahh I see, fortunate no one choked on them! ) He cracked one open and read the note inside: “ Confucius say, man in leaky boat get a sinking feeling!” This did nothing to explain the purpose of these “fortune cookies”, after all there was no fortune in them, no money or anything!
Captain Pavel Pipovitch and his good wife came dressed in some sort of oriental clothing, the effect being somewhat spoiled by his sea-boots and pipe.
A so this week…
Midshipman Plunkett went to the Pit and debated radical politics and gained a supporter. Captain (RM) Ian Steel went to Red Coats for a few drinks. Doing ship's duty were Sidney Blowhard & Mr Templeton-Smythe . Rear Admiral Baron Marlowe practiced sabre at Briny Max, whilst Major (RM) Attenborough-Davis and Major (RM) Adams practiced with the cutlass in the Marine Barracks.
Meanwhile Mr Dizzodly visited Doris Open and Lieutenant R Barry bought a fine house.
Captain O'Malley went to Admiral Goodman's mansion – but the party he was expecting was cancelled! Vice Admiral Earl O'Groats and the Countess attended the opera with Diana.
With regard to affairs of the heart , Captain Jorgens failed to court Flora de Bries, BUT Joan heard about it and ditched him! And, laughingly, (sorry) Midshipman Kirk and Lieutenant Fregate both courted Gwendolyn Hotspur, meeting each other on her steps. Cards were exchanged! It would not have been so embarrassing if they were not both carrying identical bunches of flowers from the cheap florist's barrow round the corner. Finally, Lieutenant (RM) Harry Champion continued to court Muriel Merryweather to no avail - but it appears the maid is getting rather fond of him!
Going Southside, the Press Gang had a jolly time - even if nobody else did! They snared Lt Huckerback , Captain (RM) James Bishop , Midshipman Ben Brown and Private (RM) Drake just as they were leaving. They missed Master's Mate Kyle Trelane , as he was lying dead drunk under the table at the time, and Captain Walker and Midshipman Snodgrass managed to escape with the help of a likely lad with the nickname of “the Artful Roger”. Strangely, 50 guineas was lost from Captain Walker's pocket during the escape!
Now that was a party filled week that was. But still the best is yet to come!
The third week's activities started with (and I quote) “Captain Miller's Work's Night Out for HMS Fiddler's Green at Lloyd's Club!“
Those seen at the “works do” were:
Captain Andrew Miller, Baron Miller of Tresco, with Miss Ophelia Goolies
Lieutenant Sum Yun Gai
Mr Selwyn Snodgrass, Midshipman
Mr Hugo Templeton-Smythe, Midshipman (who took a demotion to join the ship)
Sailor Anthony Delaford (giving up his scheme to become a Lieutenant and remaining with the Fiddler)
Sailor Paul King, a new volunteer
I must point out here that the Good Baron's social standing dipped due to the inclusion of these 2 Jack tars to the do, I hope he can recover from such a mistake!
Also partying was this week was: Admiral Goodman, who held a Soiree at his mansion. Those attending were :
Admiral Earl Goodman and Countess Rosemary
Vice Admiral the Earl Sandwich and Lady Elizabeth Doolittle
Captain Sir Tyler Brock
Captain Pipovitch and Mrs Prudence Pipovitch
Captain Matthew Walker
Now that's more like it all the posh gents hanging out together so to speak!
A quieter party (there were only 2 of them!) was Captain Thomas O'Malley's Shipmate's Party at the Dolphin. All I can say is he hasn't got many shipmates has he? Lieutenant Jervis Fregate & Captain Thomas O'Malley being “The Two”!
Meanwhile elsewhere, the following were honing their sword skills:
Mr Dizzodly practiced rapier
Major Adams practiced cutlass
Rear Admiral Baron Marlowe practiced the sabre at Briny Max
Major Cunning (RM) practiced cutlass
Major (RM) Attenborough-Davis practiced with the cutlass.
Those doing duty this week were:
Mr Harry Sharp, Master's Mate
Mr John Oates, Master's Mate
Mr Sidney Blowhard
Midshipman Plunkett
Midshipman Smith
Mr Kyle Trelane, Master's Mate
Midshipman Kirk
Other events of note this week were, Lieutenant (RM ) Harry Champion still continued to court Muriel Merryweather, the maid definitely fancies him! (Editor: It would be cheaper to go Southside young man! ). Lieutenant Barry successfully courted Gwendolyn Hotspur. Lieutenant Warwick successfully courted Miss Victoria Watson–Holmes! Captain Jorgens failed to court Pamela Huntingdown-Jones, perhaps something to do with his name is putting her off, according to the maid? Captain (RM) Ian Steel drank and debated Whig politics at Red Coats, but failed to win any one over with his debate or his purse.
Lastly Vice Admiral Earl O'Groats attended the opera with the Countess; rumour has it she insisted he spend the whole month with her as he had been away playing “ sailors ” for such a long time! Shame the opera was “ HMS Pinafore ”.
Oh and Subaltern (RM) Joseph Parker was Press-ganged aboard HMS Enterprise after leaving Southside!
Phew that was a cracker, BUT the best is always saved for last as they say (Editor: who says that then? )
So week four appears dramatically….
Billed as The Great Whig Election Rallye , held at the Almanack and hosted by Sir Tyler Brock.
Well there were all the Whigs here, those that could attend any way! These being:
Captain Sir Tyler Brock
Vice Admiral Earl Sandwich and Lady Elizabeth Doolittle
Captain Pavel Pipovitch and Mrs Prudence Pipovitch
Captain Huw Jorgens
Major (RM) Pete Cunning
Lieutenant Redmond Barry
Captain (RM) Ian Steel
Mr Hugo Templeton-Smythe, Midshipman
Mr Tiberius Smith, Midshipman
Mr Selwyn Snodgrass, Midshipman
Mr Harry Sharp, Master's Mate
Mr John Oates, Master's Mate
Subletern (RM) Joseph Parker
Sailor Sidney Blowhard
The debate was started by Captain Pavel Pipovitch, who made a long rambling speech which had absolutely nothing to do with politics, but seemed to mainly be reminiscences about his old friend Bronco and the land of Bohemia (where he comes from), along with his puzzlement about why he hadn't been knighted yet! It went down like an anchor in Plymouth Sound!
Next up was Mr Tiberius Smith, Midshipman, who started off mentioning something about British Whaling vessels being attacked on the high seas by ships from other nations ( he held the damn Americans mainly responsible)...and ended up saying how other nations have soiled the flag of Great Britain on the high seas, “ because they no longer fear the Royal Navy. To those of you here in front of me who are wearing epaulettes of gold on your uniforms, the ones that we, the common sailor trust our lives, think of this: You hold the sacred task of keeping the seven seas free so that the great and the good from our shores can have unappeased passage to any part of the globe to bring to the unlighted the glory of English rule and civilization.
We need a Whig in power who can increase our navy, someone who will respond to the French threat, someone who is not frightened to take the bull by the horns, and will give us, the men entrusted by those at home, some bite to do the job . With a Whigg in power, the Royal Navy can expand and with men like you leading us, become the envy and masters of the world”.
I can say without fear that this did not go down well with the Admiral or certain other high ranking naval officers,. It seemed to imply that the Royal Navy were a bunch of duffers and not up to the task, but no one mentioned it, although I am sure I saw Admiral Earl Sandwich go red in the face and make a note on parchment he had handy!
Next up was Mr John Oates, Master's Mate, who made a long rambling speech about the value of establishing a strong Trading post close to China, that might encompass all the silk & spice routes in the Far East - An island known as 'Hong Kong' might prove profitable to invest in.. (Editor: what's this place then? ).
Then, surprisingly (it was a surprise to see Admiral Sandwich at the rally at all), Admiral Sandwich took the floor. He had politely listened to the others, shaking his head now and then, until it came to him to speak, when he set the room into an uproar by giving an inflammatory Tory speech, causing great offence to all those present (except Lady Doolittle, who clapped enthusiastically). Cards were exchanged, but the host Captain Brock was the most offended. (Editor: a hh now that's a good un and no mistake, I spy a Sports Supplement next month! )
The night ended with more debate and people left eventually …
It was also noted that Sir Brocks standing was diminished somewhat due to the riff-raff he allowed in to mingle with the high ups. Really, you would have thought it was the Pit rather than the Almanack!
Not to be outdone, Captain Walker's Radical Meeting was held at the Pit , those attending were:
Captain Walker
Midshipman Plunkett
Sailor Paul King
As far as we could see nothing was discussed, but a lot of ale was drunk!
Meanwhile Southside was busy again, Midshipman James T Kirk visited, but the highwayman “ Black Paddy ” Dubhspiriag struck again, taking another 196 guineas.
Captain Thomas O'Malley was also robbed by said same man, robbed of 12 guineas (being careful to carry very little)
Lieutenant Sum Yun Gai caroused, but neglected to bring enough money to pay for his, ahem , female companion!
Lieutenant Jervis Fregate enjoyed himself thoroughly and went home unmolested!
E lsewhere, Lieutenant (RM) Champion entertained Moll Flanders at Red Coats.
Lieutenant Richard Warwick and Miss Victoria Watson-Holmes dined at Dolphins and debated Tory politics, much to her annoyance!
Lastly Captain Lord Miller bought a house. Vice Admiral Earl O'Groats attended the opera with the Countess; he met a high member of the Admiralty. Admiral Earl Goodman prepared for his ball in the first week in October.
So that was the month of September and what a month, will next month be as busy? Well, if it is I had better get a standing order for one of Mrs Wiggins meat pies to keep “her indoors” happy!
(A cartoon doing the rounds in London)
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Appointments
Vice Admiral the Earl Sandwich : Appointed Victualling Board Supervisor.
Major Miles Attenborough-Davis (RM) : Appointed Aide to Admiral the Earl Goodman
Mr R B Warwick: Purchased rank of Lieutenant, HMS Ferocious . Appointed as Flag Lieutenant to Vice Admiral the Earl Sandwich.
Mr D Dizzoddly: purchased rank of Midshipman , HMS Sheik Yassouf , appointed Captain's Secretary.
Mr S Snodgrass: Purchased rank of Midshipman, HMS Fiddler's Green . Appointed Captain's Secretary.
Mr H Templeton-Smythe: Resigned as lieutenant, HMS Berwickshire and purchased rank of midshipman, HMS Fiddler's Green.
Midshipman T Smith : Appointed Captain of the Foretop, HMS Halcyon .
Mr E Boscawen : Purchased rank of Master's Mate, HMS Glenmoranie : Invalided out of the Service due to wounds sustained in battle.
Mr S Blowhard : volunteer and seaman, HMS Sheik Yassouf.
Invitation to a Celebration of the Ennoblement of Sir Andrew Miller, Baron Miller of Tresco
Baron Miller and his beautiful Ophelia invite all members of London Society SL6+ and all crewmembers of HMS Fiddler's Green (past and present – present members are excused a week of ship's duties to attend) to a party at his house in the second week of the month for a non-political celebration of a great campaign season and his rise into the peerage
Captain Baron Miller
Invitationto a Masked Ball
Admiral Earl Goodman and Countess Rosemary invite all members of London Society SL9+ to a Masked Ball in their mansion in week 1 of October. Female companions are welcome, all costs are paid! Please no political debate as this will be “The” social highlight in October
INVITATION TO A THEME BALL
Baron Miles Attenborough-Davis and Baroness Isabella invite all denizens and their ladies of the suburbs from Islington to City of London (SL13 and better) of the London society to a theme Ball in the third week of October in our Mansion! Theme is “Around the world in eighty dances!”
All costs paid and no political discussions allowed, naturally.
Miles Attenborough-Davis Major Royal Marines
Dear Captain Marvell,
Please allow me to wish you a speedy recovery. If there is anything I can do, please do not hesitate to call upon me
your servant
Miles Attenborough-Davis
Major Royal Marines
Dear Lieutenant Jackson,
Pease allow me to wish you a speedy recovery. If there is anything I can do, please do not hesitate to call upon me
your servant
Miles Attenborough-Davis
Major Royal Marines
INVITATION TO A PARTY
Baron Miles Attenborough-Davis and Baroness Isabella invite all members of the Royal Marines and their company to a party in the fourth week of October in our Mansion! All costs paid and no political discussions allowed, of course.
Miles and Isabella Attenborough-Davis
My Dear Admiral Kerr,
Probably you don't remember me but I did have the honour to welcome you aboard HMS Sheik Yassouf in March 1793.
May I presume to call upon this acquaintance – slight as it is – to express my admiration at the masterful capture of the Corsica and my sorrow at the price you had to pay for it.
If there is anything I can do that would give you some relief, please do not hesitate to call upon me.
Your profound admirer
A Foresheet Shanty(To raise the fore mainsail)
When I was a little boy,
And so my mother told me,
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe
That if I didn't kiss the girls,
My lips would go all mouldy.
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, JoeWay, haul away,
We'll hang and haul together.
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe .
Way, haul away,
We'll haul for better weather.
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe .King Louis was the King of France
Before the Revolution,
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe .
But Louis got his head cut off,
Which spoiled his constitution.
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe .
October 1793:
Week 1: Masked Ball at Admiral Goodman's mansion, SL9+, no political debate
Week 2: Party, Baron Miller's house, SL6+ and all past / present crew of the Fiddler's Green, no political debate
Week 3: Ball, Attenborough-Davis mansion, SL13 or more and partners, no political debate
Week 4: Party, Attenborough-Davis mansion, Royal Marines and partners, no political debate
Court martial
None!
Duels
Midshipman James T Kirk and Lieutenant Jervis Fregate, for both courting Gwendolyn Hotspur in Week 2
Vice Admiral Sandwich and Captain Brock, for arguing over politics in Week 4. JS can also challenge HJ, PC, RB, IS, HTS, TS, SS, HS, JO, JP, SB, who all took part in the debate - if JS chooses to.
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