switch that bloody light off you pig drifted up from a dishevelled duvet on my bunk as i switched on my cabin light , now that did surprise me , i had never heard a duvet talk before , and from beneath its mass a tousled head of blonde hair appeared , and in a more subdued growl she explained that as i had all the right connections ( electronics wise ) in my sea cabin - she had commandeered it as her press office .