It was like a big happy family most of the time with everyone getting on well together as a team. Definitely a "happy ship" and am so glad that I had the opportunity to of served on her, especially being based in Hong Kong during the early seventies. It was magic!
The ship's voice call-sign was
appropriately named DRAGON; the unofficial name ROADRUNNER
was used for sports etc. The 'roadrunner' logo was painted on the
ship's paravanes which were towed astern to cut the mines moorings.
As well as being responsible
for the tactical side of communications, I was also the
"ships postman" and "welfare-secretary". I also became one
of the ships "cinema operators".
A much more interesting and
varied life, we used to work and play hard - at 100%
capacity - always.
We had trips to Thailand,
Singapore, Malaysia and the island of Penang, doing exercises most of the
way. One of the
major exercises was off Sattahip, Thailand, and was with the Americans in preparing them for
battle in Vietnam. The "mother ship" was the USS CATSKILL. The
Americans were generous in allowing us to go onboard Catskill of an
evening, after a hard days graft, and help ourselves to their fresh milk and beef
steaks in the canteen!
A custom they had that we
enjoyed very much was having 'MidRats' (Middle Watch
Rations) which consisted of a cooked meal between midnight
and 04:00 for those on duty! As much as I liked "Pussers
kye" (hot chocolate) which we used to have as our only
refreshment during the middle watch, there's just no
comparison with a big juicy steak!
We completed the exercise off Sattahip several days
early. After having a well deserved banyan (barbecue) on the beach we
proceeded to recover some live mines which remained off of the east
coast of Malaya since the second world war.
Unfortunately there were a
couple of mishaps. One of the crew (Lew Hoad) had his thumb sheered,
back aft on the sweepdeck, whilst a mine was being hoisted onto the USS
CATSKILL. There was quite a large swell and we were bobbing up
and down like a cork in water, as opposed to the USS CATSKILL, which
was more stable due to her size and weight. After the mine had started
to be lifted, Kirkliston dipped down in a trough and then immediately
rose on a crest of a wave which was higher than the mine dangling on
the davit. The consequence being that the stern of our ship hit the
mine with the crew members thumb sandwiched in between. He was flown to
the Philippines, courtesy of 'Uncle Sam', where I understand the
hospital were able to save his thumb.
Later we were having another
go. John Lang, the Jimmy, was standing on the after end of the sweep
deck when they heard an alarming sound from the hawser, just as we were
going down and the Catskill was going up. John just had time to shout
"Clear the sweepdeck". The next he knew was being dragged out
from under the mine which had crashed onto the deck when the hawser
snapped. The mine hit John in the back throwing him onto the deck and
thankfully landed across the wire holding the second mine. He must have
been unconscious for a few seconds as he certainly did not remember the
actual incident itself. If that other mine had not been hanging over
the stern he would not be with us today.
We had a ships dog that was
called Pan Yo
(I understand the name meant "friend" in Chinese);
unfortunately one day whilst the ship was reversing out of harbour Pan Yo
disappeared. Unhappily, bloated carcasses
of dogs were a common site in the harbour of Hong Kong. For
those of you who may not know, the name Hong Kong means
Fragrant Harbour.
Besides minehunting and minesweeping
exercises as far away as Singapore and Japan, we also exercised and
showed the flag around the numerous islands of Hong Kong and the New
Territories. From free brewery runs ashore (San Miguel) to rounding up
stray cattle; making paths over inaccessible territory by blasting with
explosives to installing electrical generators in remote villages. This
was all part of our daily lives in the "Dragon Squadron".
It was a sad day when I had to
leave KIRKLISTON on Wednesday 31st March 1971. This was
premature due to my daughter, Lynsara, being seriously ill
at the British Military Hospital in Kowloon and was
medically evacuated back to the UK, where I'm glad to say she was then
correctly diagnosed and made a full recovery.
At the end of 1971 KIRKLISTON
and her sister ships were replaced by five other similar
ships; they then sailed back to the UK. In August 1972
KIRKLISTON joined the 1st MCMS. During 1973 she was refitted in Gibraltar. September 1982 she joined the
2nd MCMS.
On Monday 2nd December 1985
Kirkliston sailed from Portsmouth on her final voyage to Rosyth, flying
her paying off pennant. A few days later she finally paid off.
KIRKLISTON was then sold on
Sunday 20th of October 1991 to
be 'broken up' in Bruges during 1992. A sad fate that has inevitably come to the
majority of the other "wooden walls" of her
class. (Click on the "Ditty Box" to
view photos)
One of her sister ships,
HMS
BRONINGTON, has been
preserved and is now berthed at Birkenhead,. She is open to the
public. BRONINGTON was previously
commanded by HRH Prince Charles in the mid
1970's.
These days, GRP (Glass
Reinforced Plastic) has superseded wood for making minehunters.
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