Lord NelsonIt's 200 years since Lord Nelson's famous naval victory over the French and Spanish at the Battle of Trafalgar. To kick-start the anniversary celebrations, an actor dressed as Nelson, posed for pictures on the River Thames at Greenwich.
But before he was allowed to board a RNLI Lifeboat, safety officials made him wear a life jacket over his 19th. Century admiral's uniform.
How would Nelson and the country have fared if he had been subject to modern political correctness and health and safety regulations? We would all be speaking French now!!
You are now on the deck of the recently renamed 'HMS Appeasement!'
Nelson – Give the order to hoist my signal Hardy.
Hardy – Aye Aye Sir
Nelson – Hold on that is not the signal I dictated to my signals officer.
Hardy – Sorry Sir.
Nelson – England expects every person to do his duty, regardless of race, gender, sexual orientation, religious persuasion or disability. What gobbledegook is this?
Hardy – Admiralty policy I'm afraid, Sir. We're an equal opportunities employer now. We had devils own job getting 'England' past the censors, lest it be considered racist
Nelson – Gadzooks, Hardy Hand me my pipe and tobacco.
Hardy – Sorry Sir, All naval vessels have been designated smoke-free working environments.
Nelson – In that case, break open a cask of rum. Let us splice the main brace to steel the men before battle.
Hardy – The rum ration has been abolished Admiral. It's a part of Governments policy on binge drinking.
Nelson – Good heavens Hardy, I suppose we had better get on with it. Full speed ahead.
Hardy – I think you'll find there is a 4-knot speed limit on this stretch of water.
Nelson – Dammit man, we are on the eve of the greatest sea fight in history. We must attack with all dispatch. Report from the crow's nest, please!
Hardy – That won't be possible Sir.
Nelson – What?
Hardy – Health and Safety have closed the crow's nest sir, No harness. They say that the rope ladder does not meet with regulations. They won't let anyone up there until a proper scaffolding can be erected.
Nelson – Then get the ships' carpenter without delay, Hardy.
Hardy – Unfortunately he's busy knocking up wheelchair access to the fo'c'sle, Admiral.
Nelson – Wheelchair access? I've never heard anything so absurd. Hardy - Health and Safety again, Sir. We have to provide a barrier-free environment for the differently abled.
Nelson – Differently abled? I've only one arm and one eye and I refuse even to hear mention of the word. I didn't rise to the rank of admiral by playing the disability card.
Hardy – Actually Sir, you did. The Royal Navy is under-represented in the areas of visual impairment and limb deficiency.
Nelson – Whatever next? Give me full sail. The salt spray beckons.
Hardy – A couple of problems there, too Sir. Health and Safety won't let the men aloft without crash helmets. And they don't want anyone breathing in too much salt - haven't you seen the adverts?
Nelson – I've never heard of such infamy. Break out the cannon and tell the men to stand by to engage the enemy.
Hardy – The men are a bit worried about shooting at anyone, Admiral.
Nelson – What? This is mutiny.
Hardy – It's not that Sir, It's just that they are afraid of being charged for murder if they actually kill anyone. There are a couple of human rights lawyers on board, watching everyone like hawks.
Nelson – Then how are we supposed to sink the French and the Spanish?
Hardy – Actually Sir, we're not!
Nelson – We're not?
Hardy – No Sir, The French and Spanish are our European partners now. According to the Common Fisheries Policy, we shouldn't even be in this stretch of water. We could get hit with a huge claim for compensation.
Nelson – But you must hate a Frenchman as you hate the devil.
Hardy – I wouldn't let the ship's diversity co-ordinator hear you saying that Sir You could be up on a disciplinary.
Nelson – But surely you must consider every man an enemy who speaks ill of your King.
Hardy – Not any more sir. We must be inclusive in this multicultural age. Now put on your Kevlar vest, it's the rules.
Nelson – By the way Hardy, is your practicing license for a sailor up to date?
Hardy – No sir, I did the course but the cheque bounced after the bank accountant failed to shred my old bank details with scissors, he claimed he had Repetitive Strain Injury, his colleague told me it was only because he had brought cheep scissors made in some eastern country and then the rubbish collector went through the rubbish and scammed all the money from my cheque account. I went to the bank just before we set sail, the bank teller said to me “Whats your problem! We have enough of our own problems? Get over it mate”
Nelson – Don't tell me - Health and Safety. What happened to drinking rum at work and the lash?
Hardy – As I explained Sir, rum is off the menu, and there is a ban on corporal punishment
Nelson – AHCHOO!
Hardy – Bless you Sir, at least you are still a gentleman Sir and used a handkerchief. The health department has told everyone the handkerchief is a germ carrier, soon everyone will cough and sneeze over one another, and some of them will turn into snot sniffers.
Nelson – Snot sniffers! Hardy?
Hardy – Yes Sir, they breath hard up their nose every 10 – 15 seconds or so all day long.
Nelson – I know what? why not have a big scone with a good cup of English tea then.
Hardy – Yes indeed Sir we can eat those while they are still safe to eat. There is some French dude called Nostradamus who reckons he can see into the future. He says in a couple hundred years time everyone will eat and drink out of some cheap fixable see through stuff made from oil or something, it will contaminate the food and rot everyone's brains and the whole world will do very strange things for example blow themselves up in the town square with explosives strapped to their body.
Nelson – Far out man!