Never smile at a crocodile
Good to see the imaginatively-named Well Servicer back in port.
The arms of the big cranes looked like the jaws of a crocodile, I thought. And I couldn't help thinking the smaller ones were looking up at them resentfully, muttering "Huh. On any other ship, we'd be the BIG cranes. But oh, no: we had to end up next to these two."