A man called Worthing.

[smudge]

I was doing some safety training this morning with some new crew here on the ship, and when I was calling out the names of the guys I couldn't help notice the name of one of the Asst Cooks. Ronra Awangushi, Worthing.
Worthing is his first name, and it turns out he is from the region of Manipur in North Eastern India, near the boder of of Myanmar, so more ethnic Chinese looking than Indian. He got his Christian name apparently because some British General from Worthing used to be the head honcho of his manor back in the day.
Nice lad he is, & always makes me chuckle when I greet him with "Alright Worthing?"

I'll let you know if any "Brighton's" rock up!

 

[Barrel of Fun]

Not a bad name. Certainly could be a lot worse from local toowns/villages/hamlets. I ouldn't mind being called Kingston, but draw the line at Plumpton.

Do you have any jobs going?

 

[smudge]

Depends what job you want mate?

 

[Barrel of Fun]

Anything! I wish to travel the high seas and take myself a wife from the Democratic Republic of Amnesia.

On a serious note, I would love to have a job that involves travel.

 

[smudge]

Don't do this then. The amount of crew who come here to see a bit of the world, only to discover they hardly get off the ship cos they're working their bollocks off. If I could get a 9-5 at home I'd snap it up. It sounds glam' but it f***ing well isn't.

Join the Navy!

 

[Lord Bracknell]

The Importance of Being Earnest

Jack: I don't actually know who I am by birth. I was... well, I was found.
Lady Bracknell: Found?
Jack: Yes. The late Mr. Thomas Cardew, an old gentlemen of a kindly disposition found me and gave me the name of Worthing because he happened to have a first class ticket to Worthing at the time. Worthing is a place in Sussex. It's a seaside resort.
Lady Bracknell: And where did this charitable gentlemen with the first class ticket to the seaside resort find you?
Jack: In a handbag.
Lady Bracknell: [closes eyes briefly] A handbag?
Jack: Yes, Lady Bracknell, I was in a hand bag. A somewhat large... black... leather handbag with handles... to it.
[pause]
Lady Bracknell: An ordinary handbag.
Lady Bracknell: And where did this Mr. James... or, Thomas Cardew come across this ordinary handbag?
Jack: The cloak room at Victoria Station. It was given to him in mistake for his own...
Lady Bracknell: [Shocked] The cloak room at Victoria Station?
Jack: Yes. The Brighton line.
Lady Bracknell: The line is immaterial.
[begins tearing up notes]
Lady Bracknell: Mr. Worthing. I must confess that I feel somewhat bewildered by what you have just told me. To be born, or at any rate bred in a handbag, whether it have handles or not, seems to me to display a contempt for the ordinary decencies of family life which reminds one of the worst excesses of the French revolution, and I presume you know what that unfortunate movement led to?


Lady Bracknell: You seem to be displaying signs of triviality.
Jack: On the contrary, Aunt Augusta. I've now realized for the first time in my life the vital importance of being Ernest.


Lady Bracknell: To lose one parent, Mr. Worthing, may be regarded as a misfortune. To lose both looks like carelessness.

 

[smudge]

So he's not the first Worthing then!

 

[cyanide-sid]

Rumour has always had it around these parts that Oscar wrote 'TIOBE' whilst residing at Beachouse Manor which is now converted into flats and is opposite The Royal Oak pub, and situated in the grounds of the park. There is a plaque somewhere on the building commemorating it.
That is apparently why the character of Worthing in the play came to be.

 

[steward 433]

Rumour has always had it around these parts that Oscar wrote 'TIOBE' whilst residing at Beachouse Manor which is now converted into flats and is opposite The Royal Oak pub, and situated in the grounds of the park. There is a plaque somewhere on the building commemorating it.
That is apparently why the character of Worthing in the play came to be.

Tis true, the plaque is on the block of flats 200 yards east ot the swimming pool.

 

[seagulls4ever]

On a related note, I remember we were after Tom Brighton a few years ago. That could have made for some interesting chants.

 

[POSKETT AT THE VALLEY]

Interestingly enough, I was in the Amazon collection rare and endangered butterflies when I stumbled upon two tribesman.

One went by the name of Barry Broadwater and the other Tony Tarring.

It seems that Worthing related names are globally spread!