Hi I remember crossing the North Sea in a gale. It was just before Christmas in 1957 I was in the RAF being transported to Germany via The Hague in Holland. 170 of us were down a 'hold' with 5 tier bunks you had to take your kit bag with you and stuff it where you could. One guy put his next to a deadlight that was not properly closed and the sea water sprayed in he could barely lift it when we arrived.
There was one narrow very steep ladder in and out. I laid on a bunk and watched a loose small length of chain swing almost through 60 or 70 degrees above my head.
They really took care of you in those days! I guessed what might happen on deck and strapped my peak cap on, as we emerged into the gale there were dozens of hats floating out to sea.
We were put onto one of various 'coloured' trains like red, green, blue whatever, we travelled for hours and hours no idea where we were, it was now night time I was asleep and a fellow traveller woke me up and said "I think this might be where you get off"
I picked up my bag and got off, the train left, I was on my own on a railway station in Germany it was pitch black and then someone shone a torch, called my name and I got into the back of a lorry.
I had a technical job maintaining radar equipment on Canberra bombers lots of training courses. We had exercises for being attacked with atom bombs in which case our bombers would have loaded up and gone. To the RAF I was now surplus and I had the job after an attack of going into the drop zone and measuring the radio activity.
When I returned I would probably have died due to radiation sickness. I never travelled curtesy RAF again I paid my own fare.
Happy to leave but took my training with me.
Sorry did not mean to hi-jack the thread, it just brought a small nightmare to light.
Roy