Food and Panic

Food and Panic I was peeling potatoes sitting in the corner of the galley and dropped the peeled potatoes into a bucket, but as we were crossing the Biscay bay at the time the ship lurched and the bucket upended and there peeled potatoes all over the floor, the cook was not pleased pick them up, I have to boil them now we can´t serve dinner without potatoes. The cook, a big man with an enormous belly, bent down to help picking them up and promptly fainted. Cook and spuds sliding up and down the wet galley floor. Four seamen came carried him on the deck, where he later recovered, and I was left to cook a meal for the hungry crew.