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Pete Shea's Waterguard Cartoons |
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'PETE' |
| PETE JOINS THE JOB . . . . . .
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| AN EQUAL OPPORTUNITIES EMPLOYER . . . . . .
'. . . . . . . Suffice that around 1990 my "opposite number" in the Department of Trade, after an arduous multi Department meeting, told me that he was having nightmares that the negotiations on the Single Market would fall miserably because of the apparently insoluble issue of banana quotas.''
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| AN 'OUTING' TO A DISTILLERY . . . . . . .
'Before we left the Bottling Manager admitted that he had spent his earlier career as a Chief Steward on a Passenger Liner so we owed it all to him. He had obviously organised the lunch so we will leave it there.'
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| DRUG DETECTION DOGS. . . . . . .
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| HELP WITH HOUSE PURCHASE
'He's not really a VIP - Just a local Estate Agent'
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| 'ROBBIE' BURNS
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STEEPLECHASE SEASON . . . . . . . !'Don't you know? - It's the first day of the Steeplechase Season!
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THE CRUISE . . . . . . .'My wife Marion and I had not had a “proper” holiday for about two years, except for the odd trip to Whitley Bay and Sidmouth, so the booking of a cruise in 2003 was a cause for some excitement. . . . . . . . '
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THE 'QUEEN' OF TEAS . . . . . . .At the last minute word reached us that the Queen drank only a certain type of tea and Buckingham Palace was telephoned. We were told that the brand in question was sold only by a well-known firm in The Strand. A taxi was summoned and the manageress visited this shop only to be told that they were authorised to sell the particular "Royal" blend only with the consent of the Palace. A return trip was made to Custom House and a frantic call to the Queen's Equerry established that they would authorise the purchase. Another taxi was summoned and finally the tea was procured! With my mother-in-law in mind and knowing she considered herself a connoisseur of tea I sweet talked the manageress into giving me a couple of spoons full of the tea which had caused her so much hassle. Fully expecting to go up in mother-in-law's estimation I made her a brew with the prized tea leaves on her next visit. To my embarrassment and consternation she took one sip and asked me if I had made the tea with old hay!
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'THE TROUBLES' . . . . . .Customs posts and patrol offices were frequent targets for IRA attention leaving the officers temporarily without any official accommodation.
Published in Portcullis April - May 1972 - A Belfast Special Edition |
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WE ARE HERE TO HELP THE PUBLIC . . . . . . .'At Whitchurch Airport - Bristol - in about 1953 the daily morning flight was a DeHavilland Dove belonging to Cambrian Airways from Rhoose Airport - Cardiff - to Paris. One morning, the Captain reported a magneto drop on the port engine, a fault which would cause progress to be cancelled. "Any plugs?" was my response. "Yes" was the answer. Having not long completed my National Service as an Engine mechanic in the RAF, including being trained on the "Gipsy" Major at RAF Henlow, I offered my services. The Gipsy Queen which powered the Dove had 6 cylinders as opposed to the Major's 4. The plugs were duly changed, the engine tested. Captain checked the work done, cowling restored, and so off to Paris.'
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YO HO HO AND UP SHE RISES . . . . . .'In 1963 the Commissioners Blake and Pepper, a martyr to sea-sickness, and the Inspector General of Waterguard, Charlie Douglas were on a tour of inspection of remote distilleries in the Western Isles on the new revenue cutter Venturous. One morning a couple of days into the trip I left my cabin aft to go to the bridge. It was blowing a near gale, with spray drenching the weather deck. An alternative foul-weather route for'ard was via the saloon. As I reached the door, at the end of a short and very strait alleyway, it was flung open and I was confronted by Commissioner Pepper, a desperate expression in his eyes and cheeks-a-bulge like Dizzie Gillespie’s. It was one of those timeless, eternal moments you experience in the middle of a car crash: nothing you can do. What velocity! All over my yachting shoes, a Commissioner’s breakfast.''
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YOU LEARN SOMETHING NEW EVERY DAY . . . .'I learned that the Swiss had a merchant navy!''
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WORLD POLICE AND FIRE GAMES - 2003 . . . . . .The Team hotel, “The Catalunya Atenas”, was not quite a “Fawlty Towers”, but heading along those lines. Usually only one of the three lifts was working and, if any of the others were working, they were likely to stop between floors. Evening meal menus in the hotel were displayed in the lifts – nowhere else - it gave you something to read whilst stuck between floors, but if you could identify anything in the restaurant that was on the lift menu you were doing well
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ON RETIREMENT . . . . . . . . .
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