1974 was by no stretch of the imagination, the most tranquil year of Ireland’s history and 46 year old Robbie McDolan would be wise to realise how lucky he was to be employed aboard the German registered freighter under the command of Captain Hank on their way south across the warming Atlantic on their way to the Republic of Colombia to load a full cargo of some 300,000 boxes of bananas, half of which were to be destined for the Republic of Ireland. Captain Hank expected this to be a quiet voyage, ending in him going on leave for a well-earned rest, once back in Europe. But would the Columbian drug barons of Medellin have other ideas?
Capt. Tim has since his early teens been closely involved with the sea and was in command of a merchant ship for some thirty-five years. Having been at sea for so long, upon his retirement, he had of course many tales to tell and maybe none more extraordinary than what has now become known as Wednesday’s Bananas. After some time ashore, living in the Channel Islands, he was eventually persuaded to put pen to paper, but as the reader will shortly find, found it necessary not only to disguise the characters but also the events and some named places. That being said, whilst the tale is most definitely woven around the truth, Capt. Tim makes no excuse as to how the final outcome unravels.