Prowling about the Townsville waterfront , that region of the city where local reporters do not go because of the deep fear they will be devoured by the dreaded ABC Kraken monster , our brave nautical scribe, the only one north of Hobart , came across a swag of hot yarns .There was a cargo ship with the catchy name , Owl . What can you associate with an owl ?
The answer , dear sunsmart reader , is revealed thus . While travelling on a ferry from Magnetic Island to Townsville, the restless , recently refurbished S(h)ipping Reporterand other passengers were confronted by two German pussycats , one said to be wearing a G-string .
The ferry almost became an underwaterboten as passengers stampeded about taking photographs , a red faced SeaLink crewman forced to pose with the two travellers who had stripped down to cope with the searing Queensland heat . He was informed on the spot that the shot had gone viral , muttered something like :" Gawd , what will the missus and the rest of the crew have to say ? "
Nobody took any notice of a wrecked yacht on the breakwater wall and a crazed looking ancient mariner , in a loincloth , down on his knees , feebly waving a battered pith helmet for help .
