I spent this afternoon climbing up and down, in and out and around and around Dad’s ship which has become pretty much a permanent attraction in Sembawang shipyard in Singapore — it recently set the record for number of dockings (that’s bad in case you were wondering). The ship originally carried bananas (I found that out when on the bridge I spied a lever labelled “Banana Loader”), then other refrigerated products and then was transformed into a live animal carrier.
That I have no understanding why you’d switch a banana carrier into a cow carrier, is a fair indication of how much I know about ships, but by all accounts Dad has done a stellar job converting the cargo from bananas to bovines and when it is finished they’ll have a veritable cash cow on their hands.
To say that the ship was in a poor state when they decided to do the switch was an understatement, yet, under rather difficult and complicated circumstances the conversion has rolled along and while there’s been a few beefs along the way it seems that the cows really are about to come home on this long-running job.
So let me say on behalf of the bovines of the globe, “Moo, moo, moooooo” (a phrase I picked up from “Moo, Baa La La La!