I remember doing a few watches on the aft of the Lowestoft, look out. Had a few chats with Gary over a hot cuppa, parked on a bollard. He was a blonde haired laddie, we got on well as I came from Manchester, which was pretty near where he came from. My first proper draft and a friendly face outwith of the seaman branch. He would pop up for his fresh air, we'd have a wee blether and off he went. I vividly remember him telling me he had a swap draft and that he was really excited. Strange how these things stay with you after all those years. Tore the heart out of me, to discover his fate.