But what was that awful noise? Thinking that she must speak to the Captain about it at dinner [because it must be her turn, surely that awful woman with the tight fitting polyester frock and the sweaty top lip -which, incidentally, could use a gentle waxing, couldn't possibly be at his table again] It was no good, though, the noise was too loud and too intrusive. It put even the dreamy hunk Captain Bulge out of her mind.
Shoving Wally hard in the side and pushing him onto his back, she came to. Instead of the dreamy Captain Bulge she was lying next to the snoring Wally Rush. Sighing, she got up for the first of many visits to the loo...
Tomorrow, she thought, is another day. And it will be THE DAY. Not for the first time, she pondered on exactly what she had ever found attractive about Wally. She should have listened to her mother - she kept saying you couldn't expect hearts and flowers from a man called Wally. But it could have been worse, he was christened Willy but got so sick of the comments about length and girth...