Ahoy me brazen hearties, tis a great delight to be able to give ye a glimpse o’ ye beloved Captain deliverin’ me tales before a live audience.
Twas a delightful affair, midst ye Nottingham Comedy Festival, and though ye Mermaid’s Tale be fairly comprehensible there were a fair few ales in me belly by the time we reached The Polar Adventure.
Ahoy! Enjoy!
Gaaargh, after months of plundering an’ the holing of many hulls, we was looking forwards to the King of Tarsus’ hospitality. In appreciation of the great man’s patronage we’d prepared
A grim tale of marooned pirates preying on primates for ensnacklement. Considered are the dangers of over-indulgence in fine foods, unusual relationships twixt man and ape, and the tragic death of our most loathed of crewmates – First Mate, Billy No Mates.
Allow me to relate to ye the tale o’ Alan and the giant. Burly he were, and rough and tumble in manner except for his feet. Childlike would be the
