
MORE FUN IN HAWAII
PO Blondie reporting on the remainder of our liberty in Hawaii.
Sailors will be Sailors but, as usual, there were those who made fools out of themselves by drinking too much of the amber liquid. They had to be restrained from dancing on the bar, doing the Hornpipe around the tables where people were seated enjoying a meal, and climbing banisters and, in ONE unmentionable case, a flagpole!
The two Baileys teamed up to see who could drink the most without falling under the table, while Tyler and Snickers demonstrated their talents at tap dancing on the bar. Jazz and Clover were the leaders in the Hornpipe, and I won’t mention who it was who tried to climb the flagpole! WILL THEY NEVER LEARN?!
Five members of the crew found their way to the cellar, where large casks of Bourbon were stored. They found some glasses and, need I say more!
I think Duffy and Higgins were the only ones who didn’t overindulge. Certainly Cooger and Toby wrote themselves off, and poor Lacey O’Quinn , who has no stomach or head for alcohol anyway, foolishly ignored all warnings about the punch that Bourbon delivers, and ended up having to be carried home by Murphy and Daisy! It had been quite a day.

Several of us preferred to spend time at the beach, and we heard that two new crew members, Seawoman Bridey and Cabin Boy Chewy, would be joining us.
This morning, Roddie and some others hired a car and we took off for the beach. It wasn’t exactly like Roddie’s magnificent set of wheels that we had in Brisbane; - far from it! We all crammed into this ridiculous little yellow ‘bug’ – those of us who got there first that is!
(Roddie made sure that the new girl, Bridey, was safely aboard.) The rest of the merry crew had to either hitch a ride, or hire their own car. Whatever they decided on, we all caught up with each other on a magnificent beach.
Wonderful, dreamy Hawaiian music was being played, and it put us all in a holiday mood. It was hard to believe there was a war on!
Even MORE magnificent were the sunbaking beauties. Several of whom, to our amazement, were stretched out, face down on rugs and towels, MINUS their bikini tops! (these tiny items were usually to be found just beside them.)
Well, boys will be boys, and you know what they say about sailors!!!
By the time we girls realized what the boys had planned, it was too late.
Even as we shrieked in protest, Wally, Zeus, Harold, Snickers, and Tyler were winding in and out of the sleeping beauties like wayward torpedoes, snatching up bikini tops and speeding off before the poor startled ladies could do anything about it.
Boy, were there some funny sights, as the victims tried to run after the bikini-snatchers while clutching their towels around them. There were frantic ladies left, right and centre, and sand flying everywhere! Shrieks and screams could be heard above the giggles of the boys and the loud protests of the girls.
Kiss Me Kate demanded that they return the stolen items, but Meka and Romeo, the two Seacats, pointed out that it would be impossible to remember which top belonged to which bathing beauty. There were unmistakable loud ‘purrrrrs’, which indicated to me anyway, that the cats were enjoying it as much as the bikini-snatchers were.
Well, it all came to an abrupt end when a Beach Inspector came on the scene and threatened to have ALL of us thrown in the Brig if we didn’t leave the beach immediately.
We left. But as we were about to get back in the yellow bug, we noticed that MEKA, the CAT, was playing with a tiny blue thing that was NOT a bikini top. It was a Bikini BOTTOM!
Everyone who was not in the car came running to find out what all the laughing and shouting was about. Goodness only knows how he got hold of it!! (The picture that Ginger took, and which she developed later, told the whole story, as can be seen below.)
Meka was caught ‘red toothed’ as it were, - in the act! So now we not only have “Bikini-top-Snatchers” among the crew of the USS Seadog, we also have a “Bikini-Bottom-Pincher”. A cat who is a “Knicker-Napper”!!

As Bridey said, only a CAT would do a thing like that! We girls were disgusted at such behaviour!
We had a lot of fun over the next couple of days. We were making the most of this leave because we knew that when our orders came through, we would be plunged into the terrors of war once again.
Some of us went to a wonderful waterfall, and swam in the cool water below it. Others took a ride on a Sugarcane train, and poor Winnie May and Lacy O’Quinn nearly fell as they were trying to jump in. (They were late of course, and nearly missed it!) Murphy, our ship’s surgeon, had to minister to them both when they were safely on board. Lacy O’Quinn was hysterical, and Winnie May was out of breath. They soon recovered, though, when they arrived at a wonderful place to go shopping.
It seemed that ALL us girls were at that shop, loading up with all that we could carry. That was when someone suggested that we get the boys to carry it for us! (You should have heard those brave heroes GROANING!) Most of them sneaked off quickly when they saw us buying up big, but Liam and Casey and a couple of the others who stayed to help us, swore that they’d NEVER come shopping with us again.
A REFRESHING SWIM
THE SUGAR TRAIN
SHOPPING!
The next day we all went to a Luau; - all except the cats that is; - they found a fish market and made sharks of themselves. They were sick all night after!
Guess who joined us?! The lovely Morgan, who stole so many hearts when we met her the other day. It was great to see her again and the boys were delighted.
We sat and watched the Hula Dancers, and Morgan said how she wished she could dance like that. Little Chewey, our new Cabin Boy who was watching the action from the other side, said that he wished he could too! Murphy replied that Hazel can. (Indeed, she was all dressed for it too, wearing a very stylish beach outfit.)
Rhett couldn’t take his eyes of the dancer’s rotating hips, - and right in the middle of it, in strutted Ulises in a new blue suit to impress the ladies. (Rosey wasn’t impressed!) I was astonished to see Cowboy trying to peek under the dancer’s dress! And I thought he was such a nice lad! I certainly hope Chewy wasn’t learning from him!
When it was time to eat, we were all starving . There was a pig on the spit and boy, did it smell good. On a table were plates of salads and all different kinds of food. We were drooling! All we were waiting on was the arrival of Clancy, who had gone for the beer. He was LATE! Our tongues were hanging out, literally!
Finally, he arrived, coming up the straight like a stallion in the Kentucky Derby or, as Liam added, the Melbourne Cup! We hoped the beer bottles were not all broken, the way he was carrying the bag – attached to his teeth and with it flying behind him like a kite! Fortunately only one bottle was broken, and there was plenty for everyone. The youngsters had Coke, and in the heat we were grateful for the fact that the drinks were still cold, thanks to Clancy’s foresight in packing the bag with ice cubes.
Well, it was with full and groaning stomachs and happy hearts that we returned to the USS SEADOG; - to comfy bunks and sweet dreams.
We spent a terrific leave in Hawaii, and we had stored up heaps of wonderful memories to take with us when we weighed anchor the next morning, for a destination unknown.
Sadly, we waved farewell to Morgan, who was at the wharf to see us off. She was dabbing at her eyes with a white handkerchief and, strangely, we could still see that little hanky waving, even when we were well into the Harbour. We hoped we would see her again soon.
This is War correspondent, PO Blondie signing off from Hawaii.
CONTINUED IN CHAPTER 5
Copyright - Audrey Plowes - 2010
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