Ian Moore – Father unhappy I had joined the Navy

 I was looking at that and I knew I could have worked in the Dockyard, but ultimately it was not for me. I mean my childhood with … my relationship with my father wasn’t exactly brilliant in as far as that he was still Army.

Even to the point where when I told my mother that I was joining the Navy, she said to me word for word, “Don’t tell your father” and I thought, right, ok. So, how will I get round this? “Dad, I’m joining the Military.” “Good lad, well done, good choice.”

“Ok, thank you very much indeed,” so I went through the whole of the selection process of all the interviews and everything else by myself.

I didn’t say anything more to him at all until the day of the Races when I had my joining documents turn up and it was in a big brown buff envelope, and on the front of it was ‘Royal Navy Recruitment Office.’

He literally threw the package across the room to me, left the room and didn’t speak to me for 6 months.