My name is Bob Roberts from Liverpool. U.K.
Ex Ship Repair Fitter
Ex M.N. Engineer
Ex Metalock Engineer
Retired.

Hi Bob nice to have you aboard just pull up a chair and have a chat or tell a story and enjoy it's a great site
George

Welcome Bob enjoy the trip, deck crowd myself A/B, from the pool and a Everton suporter

Hello Buster, Nice to hear from you.
Evertonian hey -
Ah well no one's perfect!!

Welcome aboard Bob.

Hi All, I'm writing to thank each and everyone of you who sent me those kind messages whilst I was in intensive care. I have'nt been able to get back in touch with you becvause I was sedated for nearly a month( some would say that that was no bad thing)and i spent just over 3 months in 3 different hospitals. I'm not out of the woods yet but I feel a zillion times better than I did in March. This is my third day back at home and it feels similar to getting back after a run to the Aussie coast , you feel the same but life ashore has moved on. So lads,thanks once again and I hope to see some of you at the Liverpool Arms or down at Sharpness. Thanks once more,
BrianD

Welcome back to “Get Better Land”, your sudden illness shocked many people so it really is good to see you getting back on your feet, you are home with your family and that is the most important thing.
Brian there is lots of people who admire your indomitable spirit and wish you all the best for the future and I go along with that.
Sincere regards.
Tony

May the rest of your journey through life be all downhill, Brian, and with the wind at your back.
Enjoy your pint when you get to Liverpool.

Santé mon vieux.

What more can be said it is bloody great to see you back on board. This is the second attempt to post this so hope that the other one does not turn up later on.

It’s Small World

How true that old saying is can be borne out by the following tale.
As you have already been told ,I was unconscious for the best part of a month this Spring. When I came to I was informed that my daughter Jo was leaving for Amman ,in Jordan, (when you read that back it sounds like I’m writing about Peter Andre) .She was going off to marry her beau,a Jordanian named Tarek. She waited until I was safely conscious so that she could go off with an easy mind. A couple of days later she phoned me at the hospital and told me about her wedding reception.
Have you ever been in a room full of people and there is a general hubbub of voices ,tinkling glasses, and the sounds of rattling cutlery,when over and above that sound you hear a voice that sounds familiar? Well that’s what happened to Jo.
She could hear a midland accent someway down the room. She edged toward the voice and saw ,to her surprise, that it belonged to a young Arab gentleman. Jo expressed her curiosity as to how he came to have such an accent and told her that he was a long time resident of Coventry.
She then told him that I was in Coventry and he asked whereabouts in the town I lived. She told him that I was in hospital there and he quickly asked her which one; she told him I was at the University hospital and he said that that was where he worked . He then asked what ward I was on and she told him I was in the critical care unit. He looked really excited and then asked my name “I know him” he almost shouted “ I helped perform a tracheotomy on with Mr Marzouk!”
When I told my surgeon of my ‘phone call he smiled and said “It’s a small world Brian”
BrianD