I KNOW that there are many, including me, who are really enjoying the Army Cadet Force memories which are being shared with us by Lt. Col. Douglas Joyce, ACF. Rtd, so, let's continue with some more.

"In 1959, the Regiment moved further afield to Altcar, a camp situated between Southport and Liverpool. We travelled for the first time by train to Liverpool, and then by bus to Altcar, about 200 cadets in all.

“The accommodation at this camp was the best we'd had up to this point, including a Sgts and Officers Mess.

“The training area was vast, running alongside the Mersey estuary, backed by very high sand dunes, woodland and open ground. It also had an assault course and three football pitches. On top of this it had one of the largest rifle ranges in the country.

“We were all so excited with this camp, we continued to ask the War Office if we could return time and time again. And we did 11 times between 1962 and 1989. During these years the camps were getting better and better. Of course we were quite close to Liverpool so I used to get tickets for Anfield to take ten to 20 cadets to see over the place, and watch the match. What excitement for the lads. We were also quite close to Southport, so if the cadets wished to go there in the evenings, they could catch the electric train outside the camp.

“We would arrange to take the cadets to the theatre during our stay at Altcar, and over the years they saw many stars. Some invited them up on stage.

“Ken Dodd had about 100 of them marching with the Diddy Men, as did Windsor (Lovely boy…lovely boy!) Davies and Don (Lofty) Estelle (remember their No1 in 1975…Whispering Grass?).

“In those days we had such a lot of cadets at camp, our padre, the Rev. Thomas, living at that time in Stackpole, would organise concerts with cadets and adults taking part. This was a full evening's entertainment, and went down like a bomb. Major Thomas died a few years ago, and was sadly missed by us all.

“During one of our stays at Altcar, we were lucky enough to see part of the television film being made…Family at War, which was made on the beach and sand dunes running alongside the Mersey."

Next time we pop into Doug's memoirs, he will be talking about 1961.

A while ago, a friend of mine, Richard McClelland, who is from one of Milford's most distinguished trawling families, lent me a book called…Lilliput Fleet, by an ex naval officer at the Admiralty, A.Cecil Hampshire.

It describes how the British fishing fleet became the Royal Naval Patrol Service, and includes Milford trawlers, such as the Arthur Cavanagh, which is in this week's TRM trawler corner.

A Castle Class steel-sided trawler built in 1918 in Paisley. 276 tons. 106'. Landed at Milford during the period…June 1920 to Nov 1961.

Skippers included…James W Hewitt; Robert Limbrick; Arthur Harvey; Billy Burgoyne, and W. Hawkins.

Towards the end of the First World War she was utilised briefly as a bomb thrower; then in 1939 was requisitioned for minesweeping duties. Deployed to the Mediterranean 91st m/s group, off Tobruk, Port Said and Suez Canal. In August 1940...in Operation Countenance she was employed cutting out German and Italian merchant ships at Bandar Shapur, Persian Gulf. The commanding officer awarded the MBE.

The Arthur Cavanagh was broken up in Feb 1962, and here are two snaps, the ship herself, and a crew from November 1954, both, once again from the wonderful collection of the late John Stevenson.

The crew. L-R back row…Deckhands Richard Trzeciok and George Bosson; Bosun…Robert Whitlam; 3rd Hand…Dennis Horsely; Fireman...F. E. J. Potter; Deckhand…Frank Gutierrez.

Front row…2nd Eng…Jack Sable; Mate …Frank Reynolds; Skipper…Billy Burgoyne; Ch Eng…Reg Scriven; Cook…Victor Aldred; Fireman…Fred Phillips.

Next week in the Corner will be the Virtue Pettit.

Now time for teasers, and I have to be honest and admit that I didn't have a clue what the answer was to last week's headbanger, set by Les Haynes.

But there were a few, more switched on than me, who correctly declared that the modern name for an OCTOPHONE or FARSCOPE...is a TELEVISION.

Round of applause for Charles Weatherall, Anne and Jets Llewellyn, and Royston Holman.

Here's another one. I met a man who has married many women, yet he has never been married. Who was he?

Right, that's enough for now…I don't want to push my luck…you might have some important guff to get on with, and I don't want my stuff and nonsense to get you into trouble. But I'll leave you with another old photo of days gone by…a bevy of braiding girls.

Mind how you go. See you next week.