My first thirty minutes: 1974 Devonport Dockyard. Reported onboard with kitbag, suitcase, pussers grip and then told everyone lived inboard. The Duty L/H was pissed out of his tree (LRO). Went down the ladder and into J/R's grot. Sitting at the back of the mess was another new submariner who was being force fed sarnies - spread with Colemans full strength mustard. The duty driver (AB from Hull - also completely bladdered), told me to get my stuff in the boats transport and he drove like a bi-polar-pissed boy racer back into HMS DRAKE and hurled me out next to the inboard accommodation. Welcome to boats. Any other recollections?