Arr! Me hearty. I be but a scurrrvy landlubber 'ere in ol' Milton Keynes, and it pains me bones to be so farr from the ocean, aye, that it does! Nivver before 'ave I weighed anchor so far inland and me hearrt fair aches with longing for the gentle sounds of 'er sweet lullaby.

Now I'd best be gettin' back to me labours or the cap'n'll 'ave me keelhauled f'surrre.