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Perpetuum: Jan 2015 to Aug 2018

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I started with this company in January 2015. The reason for the change was totally personal as I absolutely loved my time with Knorr-Bremse and was very sad to leave.

My elderly father was becoming much more ‘labour intensive’ for my dear wife being left alone with him. Also I had realised that since we moved out of our local rental property in Melksham, EVERY Monday morning I was packing a bag to go ‘somewhere’. Anywhere between, Japan, China, Dubai, Saudi, all the rest of the far East or just Melksham.  When I thought about it, although I thoroughly enjoyed the job and the people, it was starting to get me down. Therefore it was time for a change. I had applied for the job, somewhat tongue in cheek with the intention that if I was offered it, we then had a choice.

As it happened I was offered the job straight away and decided that it was the right thing to do for all concerned.

The company was very small, about 20 people when I joined and was still in a ‘start up’ situation and in the hands of the investors. The business that the company is in is remote monitoring of wheel bearing sets on railway carriages. To do this it uses the movement and vibration that it is measuring to generate power which is stored and used to power recording and transmitting circuits. The results are sent via the mobile phone network for the customer.

One of the first people I met was Billy Porter. We quickly found out that we had both been in the RN. Further discussion revealed that we had shared the same first ship, HMS Bulwark and then joined Defiance FMG together when we left that ship. All those years later, there we were sat opposite one another. Spooky!

My first project was with GE who were running a trial on a unit on a trial track in Colorado. The unit was actually 100 in number 100 tonne freight cars being pulled by 3 of the really large locos that the US is well known for. It was really like a grown up train set, running on a huge circular track in the middle of nowhere near Pueblo. It runs the train in one direction one night and then the opposite direction the next night. Always at night when the tracks are cooler to prevent damage with such a heavy train, but they still break the rails at least once a night.

It was a very interesting project and I had  several more visits there to survey the train and fit the equipment. On the initial visit we had to have health and safety brief. This was as follows:- “Watch out for rattlesnakes. Don’t poke your hands in any holes that they may be in and by the way, the TYPHOON shelter is over there!!” What the hell have I got myself into this time?

As it happened, I had a total of four trips to the USA in my first year alone. Apart from Colorado, I also went to New York, New Jersey and Boston.

Another new job August 2018

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Well Perpetuum wasn’t working out so well so after three and a half years I decided to call it a day and move on. I will write a new feature on my time with them some time. lots of catching up to do actually.

I have been very lucky in my last job search and I am now working as an instructor in HMS Collingwood the RN electrical training school in Fareham. It is actually only a few miles from home and takes me about 10 minutes to travel in. No motorway traffic. great environment and people. I think I will enjoy this one. Also no travel which was beginning to wear me down to be honest.

The job is training Leading hands and Petty Officers. My initial subjects are, Health an safety, Project management and service management (ITIL). It is all a LOT more regulated than when I was previously here training young sailors in the ’80s. I have to train to level 4 certificate of education, which I could continue to level 5 if I wished which would qualify me to take on ANY teaching job anywhere in civvy street. I don’t think I want to go through that at my stage in the game. I fully intend staying here until I retire in a few years now.

Feedback please

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Hi to my readers.

This blog was written mainly as a legacy for my daughter. However, it seems it is being read and hopefully appreciated by many other people.

Please would you give me some feedback on your thoughts and opinions of the blog so I know whether to continue or not.

Many thanks for reading my blog.

Merry Christmas to all my readers.

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Hope you all have a good and safe seasons festivities. Thanks for reading my blog and a special thank you to those who have taken the time to reply or comment.
Best wishes for 2017.
Philip

Travel so far this year

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I have always been very lucky in that I have seen a substantial proportion of the world at the expense of various companies. So far this year in the new job with Perpetuum, I have been to Colorado twice, Boston, New York, New Jersey, Jacksonville and Waycross Georgia.

Further trips to the US are on the cards for before the end of the year. Wonder what next year will bring??

The travel continues

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Well, the new job is going quite well. Lots of work in and around London, including Ashford for the high speed Javelin trains.

I have had 2 trips to Colorado to the test track over there. First time to survey the trains and the second time to fit the equipment.

This Sunday (16th August) I am off again on another foreign trip. This time I am flying to Boston, then New York, then New Jersey and finally Erie, before returning to Boston for the flight home. Ten days in all.

New job

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Started my new Southampton based job with ‘Perpetuum’ on 5th January. No doubt there will be more stories to tell as time goes on.

Petty Officers course and Mechanicians course 1981 to 1985

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I was primarily employed in the workshop but also manned the simulator during countdown training. My duty watch job was fire PO, driving around in the land rover firefly.

So eventually a place on petty officers course at Collingwood came up. Since we had been living in a married quarter in Helensburgh and we were BOTH being transferred South, we assumed we would be entitled to a married quarter. We were………………..but, by now we had our springer spaniel, Cindy. The married quarters that were being offered were NOT ‘dog quarters’. When I explained that we were both serving personnel and were both going to be serving in the area and that we MUST be accommodated, the answer was, yes, you will be accommodated………get rid of the dog!

Well that wasn’t an option, so we moved in with my Mum and Dad, while we looked for our own property. We eventually decided on a small, unmodernised centre terraced place in Elson Gosport. As I say it was totally UN-modernised and needed everything doing to it. By now I had actually almost completed my PO’s course and there was quite a lot of building expertise in my classmates. One in particular was a plasterer in a past life. He came in extremely handy after I had knocked all the horrible yellow tiles off the kitchen walls along with the cement and plaster behind them. This left the kitchen walls looking like the surface of the moon, but Steve sorted it all out within days.

We paid £18650 for the place and spent a lot more money on it. New kitchen, central heating and hot water system, new doors and windows, stone cladding and decorating throughout of course.

It was all worth it as we ended up staying there for several years. Once I completed my PO’s course, this time achieving the holy grail of mechanicians qualifying marks, I was kept on in Collingwood as instructional staff. Valerie was still in the service certificate office so no problems.

I was teaching basic electrics to classes of newly joined youngsters anything from 16 onwards. They really had only just left their mums. I was responsible for checking their kit to marching them on the parade ground once per week. On occasions even explaining that just because you still have cheques in your cheque book it DOES NOT mean you still have money to spend!! DOH. I still have some class photos which I will put in sometime. Unfortunately I do not remember any of the names now. Maybe someone will enlighten me?

I also managed to do a substantial amount of sailing at this time. Sometimes being part of Collingwood yachts racing crew for cross channel races, but mostly on the Nicholson 55’s out of Hornet. We used to sail from Gosport on a Monday afternoon. Sail train in the Solent. Overnight in Cowes, then cross channel to Cherbourg. This was in the days of duty free goods still, so that was always first priority on arrival. All the ‘55’s’ used to use the same place, run by Monsieur Guerain from a delicatessen style place close to the marina. We used to go in there with a list of the crews requirements and handfuls of mixed currency and cheques. This chap used to calculate what was owed, exchange rates and change in the blink of an eye without the aid of a calculator. He was never wrong and the goods were delivered to the jetty within the hour. Then it was on to one or two of the channel islands for overnight stays before heading back across the channel to clear customs in Poole and again an overnight stay. Back into the Solent past the Needles and into Gosport to complete the weeks round trip.

On one occasion, I was asked to form part of the permanent crew for a Nicholson 55 trip to Majorca. This was actually booked by a Royal Navy ship (name forgotten, but it was grey one) which was going to Majorca anyway, but for some of the crew to sail there on the yacht and then some different personnel to sail back. The itinerary was to sail down to Gibraltar via Vilamoura, then on to Palma where we met the ship and changed crews.

On the way back we stopped in to Almeria. Strange place. The harbour is surrounded by tall rocky cliffs. Apparently the surrounding area was a venue for filming the old ‘spaghetti westerns’ and when you sit in the harbour you can almost imagine the Indians popping up over the cliffs! We befriended a local bar owner……as you do…..who actually invited us out to his ranch, even providing transport etc. unfortunately we did not have time to take up this offer as we were to sail the next day.

Then it was back to Gibraltar again. By now we had some trouble with the engine and had to spend a lot longer there than was originally planned. Although this did not do the program any favours, it did give some of us a chance to take a tour round the ‘lower caves’ in the rock. This is a portion of the caves that is not open to the general public. It is a lot more dangerous I guess, involving a bit of scrambling up and over rocks. At one point crabbing along a very narrow ledge alongside a very deep pool of water. A beautiful place and a very worthwhile experience though.

Eventually we got underway again to get back to UK as quickly as possible. I think we only had one stop on the way back, which was at a port at the southern end of Biscay to prepare for the crossing. Everything was checked and secured. Glass bottles disposed of or well secured etc…. in the end the Bay of Biscay did NOT live up to its feared reputation and we ended up motoring nearly all the way. In fact we motored so much we were I danger of running out of fuel just of l’ouessant. (By Brest). Just as we were discussing the best way to get some help, the wind sprung up from a fair direction to blow us all the way up the channel, past the Needles and into Gosport to await customs clearance.

Eventually, after about a 2 year wait, I started my mechanicians course. I was a member of Mech 25, which was actually one of the last mechanicians courses. Thereafter, becoming artificers courses. It did mean that once I finished I did become an artificer instead of a mechanician…………….much to Fathers delight of course.

Born at a VERY young age! 1955 to 1960

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Twenty Fourth September 1955 and Philip John Bamfield entered the world. Born in Gillingham Kent to proud parents Kay & George Bamfield.

My Father was at the time serving in the Royal Navy based at Chatham Naval base. He was an engine room artificer but a specialist by trade, being a ‘pattern maker’. For anyone unfamiliar with this particular trade, I will explain. Before the days of ‘repair by replacement’ became the norm due to greater and easier lines of communications across the world, it was important that if, for example, a replacement steam valve was required,  it would need to be locally produced. My Father’s job was to carve the item in wood to be subsequently molded in sand and cast in metal. A very skilled job indeed. His skills also extended to carving the ships crests which are still in use throughout the fleet today. Every ship has one and there is a great deal of history attached to them.

My Mother was at this time a full time Mum to me of course, having worked previous to getting married. When I was 2 years old, my Father was given the opportunity to take up a ‘married accompanied draft’ (posting or appointment to land based people!). This would take all 3 of us to Malta. A great adventure in the day of course. The accomodation in Chatham was duly packed up in preparation and we moved in with my Grandparents, who were living in tied housing on Lord Brockets estate near Welwyn Garden City. In fact my parents were married from there in a local church and lived above the stables for a time. I have quite distinct memories of the cottage we lived in there, but that is from our second period of residence there on our return from Malta, so I will get to that later. This was supposed to be a very short term arrangement, but my Father was also a Navy rugby player and since sport is so important in the services, the move to Malta was delayed due to his being required to play in an important inter service match!

Once that was completed we moved to Malta. My Father was serving on HMS Forth, a submarine depot ship so he travelled seperately from My Mother and I. Such travel was very rare in those days I guess and it was quite a feat for my Mum to do such a thing with a small baby. Of course it was not possible to  complete the flight in one leg and a fuelling stop in Nice was required. This was where my Mum had the misfortune to fall down the aircraft steps…..with me! Some would say that explains a lot! No real harm done apart from Mum ripping her stockings and grazing her leg.

I do have some memories of our time in Malta, where we actually spent 2 years in the end. Watching the rugby, going to the beach (rocks) Seeing Daddy going to sea and Christmas parties on the ship.

I know my parents enjoyed this time despite my Mum having only a primus stove to cook on and a biscuit tin on top for an oven! We were the first in the family to own a fridge though! A great rarity back then. There is a picture somewhere of my Mum standing proudly alongside this monstrous bit of kit……which was actually empty at the time I believe.

Too soon, I guess, it was time to return to the UK which we did , moving back in with Grandma & Grandad in Brocket park. Not sure why this was the case, I think there was some uncertainty over where my Father would be serving so we stayed there while it was sorted out. It would be from this period that my first recollections of the estate would be from.

There was a pretty pair of cottages in the grounds of Brocket park, which as I already said were ‘tied’ cottages. (They are actually still there and used for staff accomodation) My Grandfather (actually my Mothers Stepfather, having lost her real Father at a young age) was, I believe, a general estate handy man. I have vivid recollections of going to a pump house on the grounds with him. The smell of shale oil will bring that instantly to mind to this day.

At the age of  five, I went to school for the first time from here.

Here we go!!

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I was inspired to write my auto biography after reading the one posted by Alan Dixon. Its gonna take some time so please be patient. I will get there eventually.