Here be the rationale

Christmas 2007 – that’s when the patch and earring came into my world. My brother in law had seen it while away on business, and decided, there and then, that I *needed* it.

He was right, you know.

Before the patch, my life had no focus. What was I achieving? Nothing. Where was my life going? Nowhere. I may as well have been a battery bunny in a hamster wheel, powering a treadmill factory run by sausages. For all I know I was.

Then it hit me. I should leave it all. Run away to sea. Make a living through deft cutlass work and buccaneering.

At which point my dad gives me the reality check, pointing out that were I to try and live by my hands I’d starve in a week. He’s wise like that, my dad. He knows full well that I progressed no further than the reef knot at cubs, and that anyone leaving their rigging in my mitts will be run aground in minutes.

So I put that one on the backburner and revisited my cv. Relevant skills: nil. Hmmm. Sounds like management material to me. All I needed was a crew.



The skipper:
"Long Nails" Jonas Stone
Likes: fightin' and readin'
Dislikes: chewin' and chokin'