What’s with the sailors?

[katiefoolery]

Can someone explain why I keep seeing sailors everywhere?  I’m not complaining about the phenomenon, mind you.  No, I’m just after some answers.

It all started on Anzac Day this year, when I was in the city for one reason or another.  I was in there just after the march, which meant there were a lot of military personnel, past and present, hanging around.  And everywhere I looked, I saw sailors.  Not army guys or airforce people.  Just sailors.

You just have to love their funny hats, really.  Anyone who can carry off a hat like that deserves recognition.

But it still doesn't explain why I keep seeing them whenever I’m in the city.  Now that I don’t work there any more, I’m not in there quite as often as I used to be and yet I still manage to encounter sailors whenever I go.

Yesterday, for example, I brushed past a group of three of them, looking all dashing and nautical in their silly hats.

If anyone can explain it, I’d be most grateful.  In the meantime, I shall just accept it as the gift it is.

And now I shall smirk a little.