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I’m a 60-year-old Aspergic gardening CAD-Monkey. Sardonic, cynical and with the political leanings of a social reformer, I’m also a toy and model figure collector, particularly interested in the history of plastics and plastic toys. Other interests are history, current affairs, modern art, and architecture, gardening and natural history. I love plain chocolate, fireworks and trees, but I don’t hug them, I do hug kittens. I hate ignorance, when it can be avoided, so I hate the 'educational' establishment and pity the millions they’ve failed with teaching-to-test and rote 'learning' and I hate the short-sighted stupidity of the entire ruling/industrial elite, with their planet destroying fascism and added “buy-one-get-one-free”. Likewise, I also have no time for fools and little time for the false crap we're all supposed to pretend we haven't noticed, or the games we're supposed to play. I will 'bite the hand that feeds', to remind it why it feeds.

Thursday, September 19, 2019

C is for Corsican Corsair . . . from Corsica!

A love story! Every International Talk Like a Pirate Day needs a love story and this is one!

I've known my friend Louise for 36 years, on-and-off, and she's like a big sister, far away, but I always look her-up when I visit the Channel Islands and we have a good giggle and catch-up on stuff, as you do! I suspect she's like a big-sister to hundreds - if not thousands - of islanders and off-islanders who have found her shop over the decades, and hung around for a chat!

I also knew her late partner Colin, he would occasionally rib me on my Dad, but without malice, Colin was someone who 'lived' life . . . to the full, and didn't have time for malice! I in turn would rib him on his Aurignac Liquer! [hope I've spelt that right!]

Well it happens that a few years ago, and not long before illness caught-up with him, Colin suggested to Louise that they go on a back-packing trip round Europe. Now, a gentleman never asks a lady her age, but suffice to say I'm in my mid-fifties and they had a year or two over me! But off they went, like a couple of teenagers! I don't know the entire itinerary, but I know they did France and the Mediterranean . . . at some point winding-up in Corsica.

The little port/village they were staying-in had a shop, outside of which was the below figure, and Louise rather fell for it, suggesting it would be nice to have one outside her little shop, back in Alderney. Colin - being Colin - offered the Corsican shop-keeper some geld for it, which the Corsican turned down . . . well, you would, wouldn't you?

Not to be thwarted, Colin worked on the shop-keeper every-day, for the rest of their stay, and in the end the shop-keeper gave in (if you knew Colin - you would, wouldn't you!), and a deal was done. This left two pedestrians with a life-sized pirate to drag round Europe! "Don't worry love" says Colin (who always had the enthusiasm and confidence of three men); "I'll ask round the harbour, something will come up!"

Well . . . Colin - being Colin - found a lorry driver who was willing to take the statue, and - after some work round Europe - would deliver it to St. Malo, on a given date, and the pair of them continued on their trip, not knowing if they would see - the now - 'their' Corsair, ever again! Louise thought they wouldn't!

A few days (or weeks?) later they were back in St. Malo, waiting to return home, and after some hanging-around and nail-biting . . . the lorry turned up! We can't begin to imagine where the pliant passenger had been, or what he's shared the back of the lorry with . . . fridges, pot-plants, fresh produce, a couple of pallets of die-cast widgets, four tons of leaflets for an International bank, pop-corn makers from Taiwan . . . we'll never know?

Monsieur l'Buccaneer was off-loaded, final payments made, and now our two intrepid travellers were stood on the quay-side in St. Malo with backpacks and a six-foot statue of a Corsican corsair . . . still with sword!

Calls were made, a return was affected by the live persons, and a day or two later a boat from Alderney dropped in to St. Malo on the QT and surreptitiously picked-up a ridged passenger, who was trafficked into the UK, armed, without the correct paper-work and under the noses of the red-coated Revenue Men!

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As you can see, he now stands proudly outside Louise's Louise, where he guards the forecourt, being taken-in and put-out daily with a system of ramp-boards (he's not light, and there's quite a step); a permanent reminder of Colin's love for Louise, his eccentricity (which was undeniable!) and their grand trip together.

             

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At 1:1-scale I'd love it to be the largest plastic figure on Small Scale World, but we had 'giant-lady' from Woking a year or two ago (more to come on her/'them') and she was 2:1! He's obviously fiberglass-reinforced two-part epoxy-resin, is hollow, and has a real leather baldric, steel sword and a wig of 'pirate' braids held in place by a bandana.

He's Colin's Corsican corsair from Corsica . . . Best Poirate Ever! Ahaarrrrh!

Or should that be; l'Ahaarrrrhe!

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