I've put the Captain to bed. He is VERY sick. The Bellydancing frog (No. 4 from left) told me that he saw the captain drink water. I don't know what could have happened, but this is unprecedented behavior.
I am also told that he used his chamber pot for a drinking vessel and that he drank swimming pool water. (The Captain is disgusting as well as sick.)
I will call the doctor in the morning. Perhaps a strong laxative is in order.
Dear Sady -
do not worry about the captain's health. Do also not give him laxatives. I am busy preparing a real good old Yorkshire pie for him. The beer (normally Guinness Stout)for the sauce is replaced by Black Navy Rum to suit His Magnificiencie's taste.
Revered Lady Sady -
will you please check on the Danish Chef ! He bakes two Yorkshire pies, one for the captain, and one I expected to be for me. But one of the bellydancing frogs told me, that he slipped a love letter under the cabin door of Monica May, telling her to expect him with a delicious dinner. Find out, if he intends to stuff her with the second pie. If so, smuggle the laxatives into that pie.
Anything for you, Reinhard. I put all the laxatives in the pies. I didn't know which was for Monica May, so I divided it evenly. We had better warn the Captain!
I haven't heard from the him, but Ducky says he is snoring and resting well. She has made her nest under his bed, I think.
