While watching Rick Stein's Far Eastern Odyssey last night, it occurred to me (and not for the first time) that I spent a large part of my career legging it ashore all over the world, with the sole intention of finding a house of ill repute and getting bladdered, or such like! Well, for the most part, the aim was achieved, and while this clearly supports the local economy, I gave scant regard to seeking out the finer points of local cultures. The sights, the food, the history etc., and as a result great big pieces of my run ashore memories are a bit hazy. On the plus side, I was a regular patron of a certain Fried Chicken emporium in The Octagon in Guzz. So the balance was probably restored. I imagine everyone else has a similar story!