Originally Posted by
Tony
It is fair to say I was Dave's number one. I looked after his lads as Killick of the mess and I looked after his department as his Tanky. As an ex-writer I did all his reports, all his typing, watch reports, end of year appraisals and duty rota's. There was a mutual respect that got me out of the shit a few times and I like to think I made his life easier. Dave was not liberal with his praise but spending some 60 hours together a week you learnt through his mannerisms and voice tone when he was pleased and pissed.
When I was clearing paperwork in the office one day I was ditching the year before calendar and moving important dates to the new one when I noticed a scribbled star on dozens of dates. I asked what they were and do they need transferring? It turns out those dates where when the Stokers mess won the Cake for rounds. It was a turning point in realising the pride he had in his lads and that he did care even if he did not say so. He was caught off guard once when we were doing probably close to our 30th RAS together and the skipper asked us to get as much fuel in as we could. The team managed 97% which was only ever achieved in harbour and unheard of at sea on a rolling ship. He was over the moon and so elated people were starting to look at him whilst we shook hands and did lots of grinning and self praise in the main drag. So many memories of a larger than life character, I loved the old sod