Clear blue skies, a stiff breeze to fill the sails and a heavily-laden ship directly ahead. What more could a pirate captain ask for?
"Look lively," I yelled to my murderous crew. "Treasure on the horizon."
Hiding our weapons, we practised our welcoming smiles.
"Ahoy," I cried to the boat's finely-dressed captain. "Where ye headed?"
While the captain prattled on about the fine weather, my coin-hungry crew leapt aboard, me too.
"We're bound for the watery depths," the captain finally answered my initial question.
Ah, not heavily-laden at all – sinking.
Well, blithering lobster pots! So much for a perfect day.
