Bluddy hell wow!!

Cut, shut, respray and new registration too (notice how it goes in as Norwegian Crown and goes out as Balmoral?) A bit like the plot of When Eight Bells Toll, except no Scottish lock, an nobody dies... hopefully.
It's a bit like deciding your motor is too small now you have 18 kids and, instead of buying something bigger, you weld a section in and fit another couple of rows of seats. Limousine stretchers, eat your hearts out.
Here's a thought, what if you'd been serving on that ship for 10 years, by now you kind of know your way around and don't really have to think about it. You go on leave for a month, come back and there's something not kind of right with the way it looks, but maybe that's just the hangover. So there you are on the bridge and the captain says to go fetch something from the engine room, so of you go, down the steps, through the door and... I'M LOST! Mind damage!!
