"My great uncle Caleb was a shellback' i.e. a man who had sailed round Cape Horn in the days of sail. He looked like Popeye and was as hard as they come. He taught my mother to knit being an expert at making his own clothes on his long voyages. This he regarded as proper man's work as his view was that a real man could look after himself in all respects at all time and in any circumstances. "
That was still the case when I joined my first ship in 1960, Oldtimer. There were three AB's from the Western Isles, Barra and South Uist I recall. They were all named Donald! Two MacDonalds, and an O'Neil all related, who would sit on number 4 hatch yakking away in Gaelic and knitting furiously. Mostly wooly hats and mittens to wear on lookout on cold nights.
That was still the case when I joined my first ship in 1960, Oldtimer. There were three AB's from the Western Isles, Barra and South Uist I recall. They were all named Donald! Two MacDonalds, and an O'Neil all related, who would sit on number 4 hatch yakking away in Gaelic and knitting furiously. Mostly wooly hats and mittens to wear on lookout on cold nights.