This distances the audience from the ripping yam element of the story, and for all the sails and stockades which decorate the stage, there are times when the pace drops and the inevitable oo-arring gets a bit coarse. One small pirate in the audience commented that it got a bit boring when they all stood around talking—and he was not entirely wrong.

Supposing now that some of them were to slip into the boat at night and cut the cable, and make off with her? That would be a pretty go, that would.

SIL. What, a' God's name, could come into the heads Of this people to make them rebel? ERN. Why, religion; that came into their heads A' God's name. GER. But what a devil made the noblemen Rebel? they never mind religion.

And just last month, in my own constituency in Woodlands, I launched the new integrated development next to Admiralty MRT station, described as a vertical kampong where exciting integration of various kinds of diverse facilities, health, childcare, and elderly living, a hawker centre and a community plaza all in one development.