“Do you think they are safe?” My aged companion Crisp asked as we surveyed the boats moored ready for our day’s adventure.
“I’m sure they are,” I replied, “we are only going along the canal, so there won’t be too much to worry about.”
So, we set off drifting along the canal with a slight wind behind us. Crisp sat at the back, hanging on grimly to the sides of the boat.
I was as surprised as she was when we were confronted by pirates. They quickly took over our boat and threatened to do ‘unspeakable’ things to Crisp. Interestingly their arrival sparked Crisp up, and she rose to the occasion suggesting she would deal a deathly blow herself should any ‘funny business’ be going on.
Crisp as I have come to understand can be a formidable woman when the situation arises.
The pirates took their leave, apologizing for their behaviour, and sailed off in search of more compliant victims.