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    Once again we are taking you onboard HMS Nelson for a description of the scene at Spithead tonight by Lieutenant Commander Thomas Woodrooffe

    [Thomas Woodrooffe]
    At the present moment the whole fleet is lit up
    When I say lit up, I mean lit up by fairy lamps
    We've forgotten the whole royal review
    We've forgotten the royal review

    The whole thing is lit up by fairy lamps
    It’s as fantastic, it shouldn't appear as tall
    It’s, it’s fairyland, the whole thing is fairyland
    It's fairyland

    Now when I say the fleet is lit up, in lamps
    I mean she’s outlined, the whole ship's outlined
    In little lamps

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    I'm sorry, I was telling to people to shut up talking
    What I mean is this
    The whole fleet is lit up
    In fairy lamps

    Each ship is outlined
    Now as far as I can see
    I suppose I can see down about five or six miles
    The ships are all lit up
    They’re outlined, the whole lot, even the destroyers are outlined
    In the old days, you know, destroyers used to be outlined
    By only a little kind of very bit of lights

    Nowadays, the destroyers are lit up by The outline looks solid
    In a second or two, we’re going to fire a rocket, going to fire all sorts of [?] things
    You got to be here to hear them going off
    You may hear a minor reaction when I see them go
    Because
    I'm going to try and tell you what they look like as they go off

    At the moment the whole huge fleet here
    The thing we saw this afternoon
    This colossal fleet
    Lit up
    By lights

    There’s nothing between us and heaven
    There’s nothing at all
    And the whole thing is in fairyland
    It isn’t true
    It isn’t here
    And, as I say it

    I'm trying to give you, ladies and gentlemen, my concern
    The fleet’s gone, it’s disappeared
    I was talking to you
    In the middle of this damn
    In the middle of this fleet
    And what’s happened is the fleet’s disappeared and gone
    We had one hundred, two hundred warships around us a second ago
    And now they have gone

    It’s gone, it’s gone
    There’s no fleet
    It’s disappeared
    No magician who ever could have waved his wand
    Could have waved it with more acumen than he had at the present moment

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    Composición: J Willgoose Esq

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