A matelot is out for his Saturday night jig and P.U, and as the evening draws to a close he notices a good looking party sitting all alone. He also notices that she's sat in a wheelchair, and feels sorry for her, and the fact she's been sat there alone all evening. He asks her whether she'd like to dance, and she replied that she wasn't able to get out of the wheelchair, "No problem" said the matelot, "I'll wheel you around in time to the music". This he did, and after the dance was over, he asked how she was getting home. "I'll just wheel myself home as usual" she said. "Let me push you" volunteered our hero, and off they went towards the estate by the dockyard. As they passed the park, she asked him whether he fancied a bit, as she was feeling particularly randy that evening. "Not half" said the matelot, "but how can we with you in your wheelchair?" "Just lift me out" she said, "and hang me by my coat on the park railings". Not being one to disappoint, the matelot did exactly that, and after they'd both been to heaven and back, he gently lifted her back into her wheelchair. "You a submariner?" she asked him. "How did you know that?" he enquired. "Well all those skimmer bastards leave me hanging on the railings!"