From what I hear you RN types aren't very discerning, so my pock-marked, buck-toothed visage will be of little consequence ;-) And it's not like all of your are oil paintings. I'll set my standards low then I won't be disappointed. :-D
Oh Bob, what a charming man you are. I'll bet you've broken a few hearts in your time, you smoothie ;-)
SgtPepper might be heartened to know that I called my local AFCO before tottering off to Grimsby in my killer stilettos and leather mini skirt, and asked them what was what. As it happens, Brocklesby isn't open to the general public, but only a select few chosen persons on Saturday. I could have been one such lucky person - but fate has once again handed me a wild card. It is a truth universally acknowledged that where ever I am not, a Royal Navy ship must be (dyeseewhatIdidthere?! ;-) ).
Damn my sister's wedding day preparations.
Anyway, they've put me down for another Ship's Visit early next year. I shall take your advice Bob, and disguise myself. Here are my options:
They'll never suspect. Though the second one might see me route-marched from the dockside sharpish...