A brilliant run ashore…..
I remember when on a visit to Falmouth, one Leading Seaman Hampson said to us non duty watch, “let’s go for a rig run ashore”, with some dubious characters I may add.
So in our finest no. 1 uniform and looking very smart off we went following our leader, on the way we had to run the gauntlet of old ladies wanting to touch our collar for luck. Can’t remember the reason we went into Woolies now, but somehow we all got chucked out, it seems to have escaped me why. After a few pubs we ended up in a gay bar, but thankfully none of us trapped that day, it was a really good laugh and a brilliant run ashore. Thanks Barry!
A meal and a flutter….
The Summer Meal meeting took place again at Genting’s Casino. 23 members attended and had a great time.
The meal was excellent as usual and many had a flutter on the roulette table with the free gaming chips which came with the meal deal.
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I remember when in 1979 Lord Louis Mountbatten was murdered by an I.R.A. bomb in Ireland….
Many of us wanted to go to his funeral in London, but we were told we could not, but we went anyway. There was myself, wren Robinson as she was then and C.P.O. Wills and many others. We all boarded a train in Southampton and headed to the smoke. Continue reading
I remember when it was 1982 and the Falklands War was in full swing…
I was a leading seaman by then and I thought this was my chance to put my Mine Warfare skills to use. I immediately requested to go, and was told it would need the Queen’s Proclamation to call up the Reserves, it was very disappointing, after all this was what I joined up for. The chance came to join MCM10 and a flotilla of 11 minesweepers, I thought this was it, we are on our way, but it was not to be…. Continue reading
I remember on the tons when we finished a deployment, it was mandatory to have a SODS opera (sailors operatic drama society)
Jock at a sod’s opera (the real thing!)
Although it never seemed to happen on blue crew, everyone was too worn out after 14 days on deployment. Now where was I, oh yes, we used to save our 3 cans of beer per man per day and unbeknown to them up top a few practice sessions were held in the lower seaman’s mess deck, and a good time was had by all, I can vouch for that. Continue reading
I remember when H.M.S. Fittleton was sunk in a collision with H.M.S. Mermaid in the North Sea off Den Helder on 20th September 1976.
I was a very Ordinary Seaman on my second deployment. We had finished our NATO exercise and were looking forward to the Fleets courtesy visit to Hamburg, and our runs ashore, some to the fleshpots of the Reeperbahn and others to see the sights of Berlin and the Brandenburg Gate.