At last

[Fingal]

- I have given myself an avatar. It's a green boat. In Pittenweem in case anyone is curious.

[claymore]

Technically - it looks to be Green and White and how did you manage to get that house stuck up the mast?

[Telo]

My Pittenweem Jo

Oh I gang wi a lass frae Pittenweem,
She’s every fisher laddie’s dream
She guts the herrin doon on the quay
And saves her kisses just for me

Pittenweem, Pittenweem
She’s every fisher laddie’s dream
She guts the herrin doon on the quay
And saves her kisses just for me

‘Twas in July this cam tae pass
I met this bonnie fisher lass
Wi her een sae blue an black her hair
She’s the pride o Anster Fair.

Oh I speired at her could I tak her hame
She said “Oh fine I ken your game,
But ne’er the less you’re awfy kind,
In fact I widnae really mind

Oh I took her hame on the Saturday nicht
The moon was shinin oh sae bricht
An as we lay there on the grass
I said “Oh Jo, will you be my lass?”

She’s my lass noo, and weel I ken
She disnae go wi ither men
For I was quick an they were slow
That’s hoo I won my Pittenweem Jo.

- words and music by John Watt

[Fingal]

Technically - it looks to be Green and White and how did you manage to get that house stuck up the mast?

Indeed the deck, and upperworks as I think they are called are not green but I would say a very pale gray, almost white in a good light. Getting a house up the mast is very difficult and not for beginners.

I have not met Pittenweem Jo before but I look forward to hearing ra choon as well as having read the words, in due course.

This weekend, well Friday really, we plan to be alongside Mr Z's marvellous pontoon, polishing fuel and suchlike. If the venture is successful the fuel polishing rig will be available for use on other vessels in exchange for a modest donation of beer or similar imbibing fluids.

[Mme Telo]

See you there hopefully