So here I am, at Royal Naval Hospital Haslar in Gosport, its February 1974. I’ve learnt how to row a whaler, how to march, shoot, tie knots and a host of other nautical stuff – not forgeting, the importance of spitting on shoes! Now it’s time for my part 2 training – the medical stuff!…. Continue reading

It’s a lovely view from the sea wall, isn’t it? Well no, not really. Particularly when you are running alongside it in mid-winter, at dawn, dressed only in shorts and vest freezing your bits of.

Yes, we are still at Haslar in early February 1974 undergoing part 2 training…. Continue reading

Ahhh,the memories of the old Dolphin oggy wagon.a few libations in the Haslar Club,then weave a way to the hole in the fence near the new MBSQ,squeeze through and obtain a double bacon,cheese dogburger,add liberal amounts of mustard and red sauce…….yummmmm…. Continue reading

Fun stuff to while away Night duties

This came up after a chat on the Rum Ration Site…. Continue reading

I was reminded of an incident that happened in TD back in 78. We were doing light rescue practice off Dolphin Sub Aqua club building roof….. Continue reading

Yes I well remember being ‘ fresh meat’ – and yes a rather unsettling experience.

Whats funny though as the years passed is watching the following classes join and go through the same! – You medics never changed, and some became renowned for their actions on ‘the new class’….. Continue reading

Being brought up on an island meant that I had led a rather quiet, sheltered life prior to joining up. One great revelation – and a source of fear and fascination in equal measure – was the Haslar Club pay day disco and the resident platter spinner….. Continue reading

As we all know. Haslar and Stonehouse are no longer Naval hospitals.  They were centres that offered the highest levels of care and cleanliness to it’s service and civilian patients a like…. Continue reading