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December 08, 2005
Strange Happenings
Funny story of guarding the mast.
When I was fresh out of Uni I moved down to live with my then GF (now wife) cesca in Southampton and was forced to go out and get a job. I had no idea about work and ended up as a security guard. My (last) assignment was to guard a sailing mast worth a million quid down at the docks over night. On arrival to the hut by the mast I realised that it had:
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Posted on December 8, 2005 12:40 PM by sailin342.
Filed in Beach Party under sailing.
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