Here is a (vaguely recent) photo of the Geek himself. Will this help you discover his true identity...or confound you further?! 

Why not email me to see if your guess is right, to prolong the game for everyone else!

Surely this man does not weigh 15stone.

Is the pig being epoxied under a sheet of tinfoil?  Is the animal being forced to listen to excerpts from the Sunday Telegraph?  Is this another trick to get the weight of the crew to optimum? Is the pig being used to straighten the mast on which it is so obviously lying? Is this a new technique being advocated by the Ancient Geek?  We need to know these things if it is going to advance the Merlin fleet!!!!!!!!!

Why has the old Geek only got one leg?

Whose pig was it?

so he was a train driver then..... (hat)

Is that Danish bacon?

so he's not the chief rabbi either!

Cracking bit of crackling!!!!!!!

If you look the legs are crossed in Dubarry Yotting Boots! The pole the animal is suspened on is actuall an upright from a long defunct horse box. The pig was Danish called rather unoriginally Naploen one of a brace we run annually in the orchard so it came pre-apple sauced

Oh yes the cap, no not a train driver, nor despite the three stars a Brigadier in the jordainian Army! But the badge of the Royal Danish Yacht Club (KDY.) which Grey Goose may remember fondly from when he crewed for Robin Judah in the Hornet World Chamionships in the late 1950's at Rungstead one of the KDY Harbours north of Copenhagen

Norris of coronation street? Didn't know he used to sail Merlins

Norris from Corie lol, it could be

You're right,it was me on the Hornet's sliding seat in that photo in Elvstrom's book. The last pic in the sequence shows us capsized after gybing. She was by far the oldest and the crappiest Hornet in the fleet, very Robin Judah! The decks and double bottom leaked like a sieve and it took 10 minutes to drain the water out when we eventually got ashore. Nevertheless we were 2nd in that Copenhagen World Championship.

A little respect gentlemen for Robin would not go amiss - after all he is an International Umpire/Judge.  Seen AT R Lym this millennium in fine fettle.

Last saw the fella with the hat, pig, boots, dodgy mast & Sunday Torygraph @ the Zoo when he was 21!
Wonder how his sister is?

Robin was probably the best helmsman who never won the M/R Champs (apart perhaps from John Harris),I really enjoyed sailing with him. In 1956 we won the RAF Champs in a Firefly, then there was Merlin Rocket no.599 'Mint Julep" in 1956 and Hornet no.298 1n 1960. I also sailed with Robin in his elderly Tyler Soling (no.17?). In the early 70s we were 7th in the European Champs in Norway and 2nd in Bermuda. My description of Robin's Hornet could equally have been applied to his Soling! Robin did buy a new Elvstrom boat for his failed attempt to get into the Olympic team for the second time.

Yes Antoine, I remember Geek's sister. Didn't she marry er... ?

Geeks sister, Another bit of cracking crackling.

I would like to to add to a remark I made in the post I wrote about Robin probably being the best hemsman who never won the M/R Champ. as follows - (apart perhaps from David Child and John Harris). David was done out of the 1965 Champs by a stupid Championship rule which was subsequently amended.

Sister is the divorced mother of three delightful adults one daughter a teacher son a Fellow of Brasenose College and a Professor at a Ivy League University in the USA other daughter a Office Manager of a serious consulting firm, sister herself teacing slysdexic children on a one to one basis.

I think I would add Robert Harris to that list too he was always a great sportsman I remember for instance a Sondown Cup at Thamesis he could have won because the rest of us sailed an extra lap, he pointed out a points addition error to Laurence Hartje father of Will,that let David Child win and his brother John come second. A great sevant to sailing when he was captain of Cadets at Minima they all admired him so much and do you know they had fun!

Bit of crackling eh. Can't remember, I was a newly married man then, didn't look at other women!

Wow.....this is what forums are for!

My day in the office has already started with a big cheesy grin reading these threads. Keep it going AG, GreyGoose, Antoine, et al..

She's still a very goodlooking woman but not on the market "The Lodger" put her off men for life!

That's very kind of you Ancient Geek but I think you're slightly wrong about that Sondown cup meeting. My memory is that the 14s were also racing at Tamesis that weekend. The upper mark was below the finish line and six laps were set. It was Olympic gold medallist and doyen dinghy racing Stewart Morris who went round an extra lap and all the other 14s naturally followed the Master. I won the Sondown cup in "Dizzy" no.490 and in his speech Stewart referred to becoming dizzy with so many laps to go round.

Or maybe you're thinking of another Sondown Cup weekend. I'm finding it increasingly difficult to remember the events of 50 years ago!

Just when we seem to have Ancient Geek sorted out suddenly Antoine of Lymington and Greygoose pop into the closet - now do we have to guess who they are?

"The Lodger". Yes, now I remember his name. I can't remember the numbers of the several Merlin Rockets he owned but I can remember drinking in his illegal unlicenced nightclub on my stag night.

It wasnt the Almighty,
Who lifted her nighty,
It was Roger the Lodger,
The Sod.

Interestingly enough as far as my memory serves both Grey Goose and Wishful Thinking were boats owned by my dad.

First lines were 
There was young lad of Nod
Who thought little babies came from God
................................

I'm thinking of a later one than that, think 1966?
Emma Peel? It is llikely given that Tammy laid the turning down stream of the finish line, Laurence ,liked to catch us out! It had happened before, but it did happen in 1966 I can assure you and Robert went into the "Good Book" for ever as a result.

I remember it as:
There was young lady of Cape Cod
Who thought all babies came from God
But it wasn't the Almighty...etc..etc

How this related to the original thread I have no idea, but that seems to be par for the course for the forum.

By the way, I think I met Robin Judah who was officiating at the 14 Worlds in Bermuda in 2001. Nice chap as I remember. Or was that Shorty Trimmingham...too many Dark and Stormies I'm afraid

Woof Woof....

Imagine if you were a pig from outer space looking at that picture...

If you can imagine that, you've definitely had too many Dark 'n' Stormies.

Hi Mad Jack. Robin is an international judge these days and he does live in Bermuda. Might also have been Shorty Trimingham because I think he also lives in Bermuda. He won the 1954 POW at Weymouth in 'Barilea'.

AG, your old housemaster (which school by the way? Sherborne?) would be turning in his grave.

There once was a clever old man
Who wrote verse that just didn't scan
When asked why this was
He replied 'It's because
I-always-try-to-get-as-many-words-into-the-last-line-as-I-possibly-can.'

It was Robin at the 2001 14's I think Shorty has passed on to the great department store in the sky?

It was Oundle and my housemaster has a second Television Career on Call my Bluff - one Arthur Marshall.

Are you confusing it with:?
Boston the town of the cod
Where lodges speak only to Cabots
And Cabots speak only to God

You've got 40 posts out of it so far, what's next?

41

42= The Meaning of life (according to Douglas Adams!)

Ah yes Sweet Genevieve the point is..
"The days may come, the days may go,
But still the hands of memory weave
The blissful dreams of long ago."
Talking of which lost any tillers recently?

John I was going to say that immediately after my post but I thought it might become a bit repetitive and it did.

had to leave the door open for douglas adams!

Second clue....slightly more recent I think.

Nice decks !

There was a young girl of Cape Cod
Who thought babies were fashioned by God.
But 'twas not the Almighty
Who hiked up her nighty;
'Twas Roger the lodger, by God!

so when does the game end ? will the mystery be solved ?

That looks like Burnham Corinthian...

It is Burnham in January! first sail of a new boar in 2000 two more new boats since then.

So  he's Loaded ( New Dragons are about 60k a pop from Paul Yo Ho Ho), comes from Burnham (can't be many wealthy individuals down there or the RBYC wouldn't be about to close), this is gonna be easy, wait one!

He didnt say they were Dragons so he could be skint.

looked like a Dragon to me!

It's a Dragon OK and it about time you all knew who he.....hang on my phones ringing...

Don't sail in UK much.
Yes it's a Dragon. That and ex-wives keeps me poor!

Song of the Ancient Geek

Now listen a while and I'll sing you some phrases,
Recall faded glories and honor the dead;
And I hope that a smile will crack all of your faces,
And care and all worry escape from your head,
I'll sing of some lads of exceptional quality,
All of them geniuses, truly unique;
And a gambler who'd bet the last bill in his wallet
Would wager I sing of the Ancient Geek,

For philosophy mighty and pure cogitation
There's none to compare to the Ancient Geek;
If thinking were drinking and jollification,
An ocean of booze would have lasted a week,
Grey Goose,Blake (Not the poet.), and good old Warren,
Fowler, Shelly (Not the poet!), S-Cooper too;
Don't forget Judah, his blood should be bottled,
There played with the whole piratical crew.

Now Homer composed a poetical potion
Of versification, the best in the world;
He juxtaposed Greeks and athletical Trojans,
And to the equation he added a girl.
He called it the Iliad, rhyming until he had
Filled up his brain and a ten-gallon hat;
When he started the Odyssey, friends said "My God is he
Going to remember a mouthful like that?"

Now, Hippocrates, surely the first of physicians,
Gave medical science a shot in the arm:
"A doctor," he said, "must obey one condition:
Whatever you do, don't you do any harm."
His mother was pleased with his fine occupation,
His fortune applauded by folks far and near;
But he secretly grieved that his earthly duration
Preceded the yacht club by two thousand years.

So three cheers for this sailing collection,
May songs in their honour forever be sung;
May each singer be granted a standing ovation
And glorification from each leather lung.
An age of pure gold, reflected in brilliance,
But soon, we are told, the whole joint rent to pot;
For though genius infected these men by the millions,
Not one good woman graced the whole sorry lot.

I dont know, I can think of a few!

Surely "good" and "woman@ are hopefully an oxymoron!
We need more "bad" ones!