Here's the photo of the display of "Cargoes" from Cardiff Bay
Sorry about the stripey shirt! 
Three weeks in Blighty
We just spent three weeks in the UK. The first week was spent at our mission, UFM's, Summer Conference. We've always enjoyed these times - the conference centres are always clean and comfortable and you get catered for - our children used to think they were hotels. In addition you get some preaching and teaching - this time from an old acquaintance from Northern Ireland - and reports from people who serve in amazing places. We always feel like weaklings alongside the folk who paddle their way up the Amazon, or who work in remote parts of Central Asia. We had to do a seminar on preparing for retirement, which was well-received. Ella took us quietly and smoothly up to Caen for the ferry and we stayed overnight near the terminal before taking the early morning crossing. To get to the conference centre we had to use the M25, and it lived up to its promise. The second week was spent with my sisters and a nephew in a holiday cottage in Tenby. This was a straightforward trip down t...
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By the way, 1, the author of the article seems to neglect a whale (or Big Fish), as a means or motivation of arriving at Ninenvah, and 2. although the poster doesn't explain where Mermaid Quay is, from the description that is rendered, I take it to be either Liverpool, London, Bristol or one of the cinque ports.
You may also find the following 'link' of interest if you like Masefield and don't wish to buy a book:- http://www.theotherpages.org/poems/masef01.html
(Whilst on the subject of Masefield, I had previously thought that the poem I now know to be called 'Night Mail' had been written by Masefield, probably because of the comparable staccato rhythm of the last stanza of 'Cargoes'. However, to correct my error, I now know it to have been by Auden. I bet I forget and attribute it to Masefield again at some stage in the future!)
One possible tenuous link with France could be Napoleon's comment that the British are a nation of shopkeepers?
Oh yes! And also just how boring they were and how late they went on, (always well past the anticipated time), and just how fed up and tired my sister and I were by the time we got home. Anyone who makes their children participate in them should be tried as war criminals. (Sorry Mum)