Posted by Johnny Broadbeans on 01/14/00 from 194.119.150.193:
For several years I've admired a neighbour known to me as Dorothy. Please stick with me: this is appropriate-ish. Imagine my delight, upon seeing her driving licence on the kitchen table over New Year, to discover that she's a bony fido Dorothea! In line of duty for Tarboard I questioned her...and discovered I'd tapped into a rich vein of Dorothee ore. She's a Dorothea and so is her auntie, who's in her seventies. She reports that they've never been called anything but Dorothy, except when mistakenly addressed as Dorothee-ah by new acquaintances, such as teachers reading their names school-registers, etc. Sadly, she wasn't aware of our Dorothea...but her life is now complete as I've given her a copy of the Big Six.
Pirate note: Boots sell handsome black eye-patches ideal for striking fear into the hearts of locals on your next Lakes/Broads trip.
And, Commodore, you really make me giggle. Do I see you about getting moorings? Rolf.