Batten down the hatches, shiver me timbers, you ho ho and bottle of lightly sparkling mineral water. It’s all a load of nonsense really, isn’t it?
I mean come on, you surely don’t believe that being a pirate in this day and age would be anything short of toil, turmoil and poor personal hygiene? Well it’s not.
The only real way of enjoying a boat is to acquire one through non-illegal pursuits. Be that by working hard, inheriting hard or being on the receiving end of the world’s greatest present. Or even renting one. There’s nothing wrong with renting a boat these days, so long as you don’t forget to wipe it after you’ve used it that is.
In point of fact, I would actually be a strong recommender when it comes to renting a boat. You don’t have to worry about the extortionate mooring fees or the ongoing and painfully expensive maintenance. You simply cough up a fair few quid and pootle off to mingle with the other maritime bigwigs on the French Riviera.
You’ll have to look the part though, oh my goodness yes. There’s no point in hiring a boat for the summer if you’re going to climb ashore wearing a pair of Tesco own brand flip flops and a Matalan bargain bin polo shirt.
No, you go for the Ralph Lauren shirt and the Sebago shoes. Of course you do. Nothing says ‘I’m important enough to own a boat’ like a brand new pair of Sebago shoes. You can gallivant to your heart’s content, safe in the knowledge that you’re the only one who knows you’re actually not rich enough to own a boat of your own.
Yep, so long as you’re wearing a pair of Sebago shoes, no one will suspect a thing. They will listen to your anecdotes and invite you to their parties. They will be completely fooled. That is until you step out of your ‘rented’ boat and straight into your P reg ford Mondeo…







