Picture this.
It's 4.30 a.m. on new years day here in Sydney and the first arrival of the new year calls up on company frequency in a disgustingly bright and cheery voice...
"Good morning everybody, blocks at 5 a.m., can you give me my bay please."
Very,very hung over voice answers,
"Botany Bay mate."
Deathly hush then ensued.....
Heat.