The Sheaf Wear – Part One
It was late Autumn, 1969 in the Port of Leith, and I gazed across the grey Firth of Forth at a laden freighter lazily making her way down-river and wondered. “Where was she bound? Where had she been? What was her cargo? Who were her crew?”
I was 21 years old and just completed my apprenticeship as a Fitter and Turner, and in the halcyon 1960s a trade background in heavy engineering could give you access to joining the Merchant Navy as an Engineer Officer, and oblivious to the falling rain, I dreamily watched the ship disappear with only a wisp of smoke as evidence of her passing and made a decision, a decision which inadvertently was to change the whole course and direction of my life. I was going to join the Merchant Navy as an Engineer.
But where to start?
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