Vicky Barracks.............there were still quite a few 3 badge fcuk alls in the mob at the time, some only in for the grog, two that I knew of, one of whom was three years from pension wanted out of the mob PDQ so took the quickest route, getting themselves caught in a compromising position by someone in authority, as was the case in those days thier feet did not touch. Saw them both in the Albany a couple of months later, holding onto the bar with one hand and a Woods in the other...sad.
HMS Raleigh Seamanship School, Seaman Petty Officers Course, attached from Living Ashore Allowance, HMS/m Opportune, Submarine Refit Group, HM Dockyard, Plymouth, Devon. Bit of a result to go from "LOA" to "Victualed In" just at the point they murdered the TOT.
I also still got paid the LOA as I had to keep my accomodation open, there's a bugger for you.
On the parade at Raleigh. We borrowed the gun carriage from Drake and slow marched round Raleigh with a rum barrel as the coffin. Finished up in the POs' mess where all members, including RAs, were issued with a tot on entry. Followed by the mother and father of all hoolies.
Sad day, but probably the right thing to do in the context of it's time.
I was lucky, having been "G" for fifteen years, and RA for the last three and a half, by the time I joined my next ship in May '71, the "three nips" bar routine was well established, and having the Can Man as a messmate, we didn't go short of the replacement spirits.