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Salient. Victoria University Student Newspaper. Volume 33 No. 11. 22 July 1970

April 2, 1967

April 2, 1967

So it's goodbye, Mad Muller. 'Course. I'm only a ship's cook, mind, and never had no fancy for the bridge, but that don't mean I don't know a loonie when I see one. First ship I been on what had marching practice three times a day and a week in irons for anyone failing to click his plimsolls. Still, he's gone now, and serves him right, trying to bring down a UN helicopter with bread-rolls, and we're off to Shanghai, orders of this morning's owners. Didn't go down well with the Chinese crew, though, didn't go down well at all; keep meeting in little groups and shrieking. Terrified, of course: reckon that as soon as we dock, they'll all be grabbed as lickspittle deviationist lackeys or whatever it is, and bunged in the nick for the duration. Not that I blame 'em, but they been giving me some funny bleeding looks. I popped down the galley this afternoon, for old time's sake, and couldn't find a single knife. Nothing there but wooden bloody spoons. Beats me what's going on.