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THE TROLL’S PLACE
Well actually the Troll’s place lies beneath Buoy 6, the nearest and most visited of the Club’s permanent marks. For some time now it has been mischievously capsizing passing craft by catching their dagger boards or tipping up their rudders. What it does with the hapless sailors does not bear thinking about. Trolls are hungry beasts, even in times of plenty...but I’ll let her take up the story.
I get ‘em all, you know. The rich, the famous, the good sailors and the not so good, they all come past my buoy and eventually, they have to pay their dues.
You know the story of the Troll under the bridge, don’t you? The one with that silly song “I’m a Troll, foll de roll”. Well, that’s rubbish. Apart from the bit about eating you up for supper. That’s true enough. Trolls have to eat like anybody else and for some reason, people who don’t pay their dues taste better than those who do.
Now I’m not saying that you have to be frightened of getting round my buoy. As long as you do it in a seamanlike manner, don’t bump into it and on no account shout and swear at it, all will be well. But if you try some sneaky trick, I’ll get you. ..
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