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THE ROYAL MARINES PHYSICAL TRAINING BRANCHCOMPILED BY PETER BROWN MBE.A collection of over 100 years of history, experiences and fond memories ofRoyal Marines Physical Training Instructors.SOME HISTORY AND FOND MEMORIES:

INTRODUCTION:It seemed like a good idea at the time! Gather 100 years of past memories from former, or serving, RM PTI’s and put them all in a booklet to celebrate our 100 years existence of the Royal Marines Physical Training Branch. That was in the year 2000 and time has now moved on. I don’t know why I do these things, but, with the evolution of our 150th birthday anniversary in 2021, I had the foolish idea to update the original booklet with yet more PT Branch history and articles. Well, after many months of dedicated research and preparation, here it is! Please remember that I am not an historian, experienced in writing books, or particularly good at grammar, just a former PTI doing my best for you, so please excuse any deficiencies that you may find. Most importantly, a huge thanks to the many contributors for their excellent articles that bring our history alive and demonstrate their great pride in serving in the Royal Marines Physical Training Branch Hopefully, this large collection of articles will not only provide an interesting historic background for our younger and future PTI’s but will also take us veterans back to the best times of our lives, when we were young and very fit, providing us with a large dose of PT Branch humour and many fond memories. So please put your feet up, take a glass or two, and make a nostalgia trip to those wonderful days that we can only dream of now. This book is a real history of our past – so I do hope that you will enjoy reading it. Peter Brown MBE Hon. Chairman of the RMA PT Branch.FROM OUR PRESIDENT:On behalf of all serving and retired members of this very special Physical Training Branch of the Royal Marines, I extend my heartfelt thanks to Peter Brown for the huge amount of work he has done over several years to compile this excellent history. It is fascinating to see how our Branch has developed over the past 150 years. It is also important for us, and for those that follow us, to be aware of our history and of the contribution we have made to the Corps, the Royal Navy, and our country.Much of the story relates to the role and importance of Physical Training in our Corps over the years, but of course none of it would have happened without the members of the Branch. The book includes much of the story about the places and the conditions we have served in, but the theme that impresses me most is the constant reference to members of the Branch who have achieved greatness in their own ways, either in the Corps or outside it. We really do follow in the steps of some remarkable people. I hope you will find a special place on your bookshelves for this unique history of our branch. Show it to your children and your grandchildren and share the stories with your oppos. Be proud of your part in the history of this very special Branch, and wallow in the memories that it brings back to you. Mens Sana in Corpore Sano. Major General Andy Keeling CB CBE President, Royal Marines Association PT Branch

TABLE OF CONTENTS:PAGE:The Victorian Era (1837 - 1901).1“The Birkenhead Drill” Tragedy and Swimming.6PT Branch Superintendents and Commandants (1871-2023).8Pre-world War 1 Period (1901 - 1914).11World War 1 Period (1914 - 1918).16Post-world War 1 Period (1919 - 1939).18Bayonet Fighting In The Royal Marines.20Royal Marines Fencing.21QMSI Albert Stares – Some Royal Marine Memories - By his Daughter, Joy.23Ron Carter - Personal Memories - by Mrs Sheila Carter.26The PT School In The 1940’s - By Former RSM SPTI Bob Clash.27Some Memories of Norman 'Sticks' Joy and His Dad (1944-1946) – Mrs Joan Joy.28Royal Marines Physical Training and Sport In The 1930-1940’s.29In The 1950’s -“Big John” Savage.31World War II Period (1939 - 1945).32The Forming Of Commando Units.33The Dalditch Camp at Woodbury.34The Commando Dagger.35The Origin Of The Green Beret.36The Commando Course Tests.37The Post- World War II Period.38Deal Dressing Room In The Late-1940’s - Wally Bullimore.40Memories Of Deal (1947-1962) – Bert Lucas.41The PT Branch Gazette -1955.42My Experiences of Deal and Beyond – Mark Cline.44Instructor Notes from 1954.49The PT Branch Gazette – 1956.50An Old Man’s Struggle Through Life! – Ron Moyse.51The RM PT School in the 1960’s.55Once A PTI – Always A PTI! – Sam Smith (In Australia).58Another Day at The Depot - By Leslie John Maker.60An Old Salt – By Frank Allen.61PT Instructors of the Late 1950’s.62Pehr Henrik Ling and Swedish PT.63My 25 Years of Adventure & Fun! - By Bill Nixon (‘Passed Over SPTI!’)64Early Corps Boxing Legends – Tommy Lenham.68Tales From PT School Deal - Mick Rutherford.72Fencing - The Dismounted Champion-at-arms Trophy.73C/Sgt. Bob Anderson RM - Fencer Extraordinaire.75Martin Joyce BEM – My Life.76Memories of a Ship’s Marine – Edward (Jan) Lacey.78The PT Gazette – 1962.80

TABLE OF CONTENTS:PAGE:A Lot Of Fun! - Major General Andrew Keeling CB CBE.83A Lifetime of Camaraderie! – John Long.87A SPTI & His Reflections – QMS SPTI Ken Wilson.88Deal PT Wing PTI’s in the 1960’s (Photos).90QMS Pat Maxwell.92The PT School at Deal - The Way That I Remember It! – Mrs Val Maxwell.93Reminiscences of some PTI Reprisals and Pranks! – Cliff McGaughey.94My Royal Marines and Post-Service History – By Bob Bell.96A Message From Trog Royle.99Who Wants To Be A PTI? - Johnny Bickford.101Travels With The PT Branch – Archie Houston.103How Not to Become A PTI! – Peter Brown.104My Fondest Memories of Deal – Peter Brown.106The Royal Marine Barracks, Eastney.108Major Jeff Beadle MC MBE RM (1992-2021).109My Sporting Reflections of Another Era – Brigadier Jonathan Thomson CBE RM.110Some Outstanding PT Branch Sportsmen.112RM Barracks Eastney – The Home of Corps Boxers.117My PT Branch and Sporting Memories - Tommy Gunning.119Once a Marine, Always A Marine – Mike Harle.122The RM Physical Training Display Team (1968) - Del Sheriff.124The RMB Eastney Swimming Pool.126The Cockleshell Heroes.127C/Sgt SPTI “Big Ted” Kelland BEM – Larger Than Life!128John Watts - British Discus Record Holder.130Some Other PT Branch Heavies.131C/Sgt Tony Higgins SPTI RM - Bill Howie.132Royal Marines Football.136PTI’S and Royal Marines Rugby In A Golden Era - Andy Higginson.141A Tribute To Bernie Finan – Peter Brown.145My Judo & General Career in The Corps (1985-1986) – Fred Cummings.147A Short History of Judo – Peter Brown.149The RM PT School In The 1960’s.154The Infantry Training Centre (ITCRM) In The 1960’s.155The PT Branch Gazette – 1970.158Some Reflections and Memories (1945-1973) - C/Sgt Alexander BEM SPTI.160Bloody Hell, Did I Really Do That? – Radley Gorringe.164Reflections on the Amalgamation of the PT Branch – Andy Higginson.165The PT Branch Gazette – 1972.169Memories of Serving in the PT Branch – John Ellis.172What Goes Around, Comes Around!177AIPTRM’s at CTCRM.181

TABLE OF CONTENTS:PAGE:PT Branch History - Some Lessons Learned? – Peter Brown. 182A Busy Life - Arwyn Rees BEM. 183Remedial Gymnast – What’s That? - Cliff McGaughey. 186The Parker Hall Exercise Rehabilitation Centre CTCRM – Sgt. Ryan Cherry. 188A PTI (1971-1989) – 18 Years of Sheer Joy! – John Thatcher. 190Special CTCRM Memories (1979-1982) - By Jan Pearce POPT RN. 193Physical Training In The Royal Navy. 194The Physical Training Instructor vs. Military Role – Archie Houston. 196My Life Experiences In The Corps - Before, During and After – Bill Turnbull. 198My Fondest Memories Of The PT Branch – Gordon (Gam) Eaton. 200A Full Life In The Corps & Beyond! – Former SPTI RSM Mike Euridge. 202Half On... Half Off? – Don Pearson. 205Memories From a Former Life - Never to be Forgotten – Mel Walker. 206– But That’s Another Story! – Former C/Sgt, SPTI Clive Burrows BEM. 208Some Special PT Branch Memories – Clive Burrows BEM. 210From Coalsack to Woolsack! – John Kirtley MBE. 211Some Fond Memories - Merv Sheppard. 213An Outstanding PTI Tells his Story – Bob Leefmans. 215The PTI Circle is Complete! – By Former AIPTRM Mark Savery. 218Antarctic or Bust! – By Former AIPTRM John Kimbrey MBE. 220By The Sweat of an Officer Candidate's Brow – Peter Brown. 22250 Years With The USMC - The Officer Candidates School at Quantico, Virginia. 226From PT&SO to CGRM - Major General Robison CB. 227So - You Want to be a PTI (2020)? 229My PT Branch Experiences and Fond Memories – Ricky Miller. 230Experiences of a Kitman to The England Rugby Team – Dave Tennison. 233So – You Want to be a PTI? – L/Cpl Pearson. 236Tips on Becoming a Royal Marines PTI. 238The RM PT2 Instructor Course Syllabi (1930-1970’s). 239The Straghan Trophy - Keeping it In the Family! 240A Cameo Appearance as a PT&SO – Major Rick Hall RM. 241Memories Of A Former PT&SO - Col. Graeme Armour RM. 244My Journey as a PTI Corps Standard-Bearer – John Farlie. 248Reflections and Ramblings – Bill Howie. 250Mud Football at CTCRM - Were You There? 254The PT Gazette in 1971- The PT Branch Centenary Year. 255The First PT Branch (Centenary) Reunion In 1971 – Captain Simon Cook RM. 257About The PT Branch Reunions. 259In Fond Memory of Charles Forrest. 262The PTI’s Memorial Bench on the Deal Seafront. 264In Memorium – Lest We Forget. 266If I Knew… 268

THE VICTORIAN ERA (1837 - 1901):Around 1861 a decision was made for the Royal Marines to move from their Woolwich Barracks to Deal, where all recruit training would henceforth be carried out and by 1862, recruit training at Deal was in full swing and the Deal Barracks expanded accordingly. The expanded Deal Barracks was to include a new gymnasium. This would almost certainly have been based upon Archibald MacLaren’s previous gymnasia recommendations to the Army. The original 1867 outline plan for the new Deal gymnasium was provided and by 1871 was fully operational. In 1868 Captain J. Straghan RM, who was seconded, trained and having been passed as “Certified” by the Army in Woolwich in March 1869, he became the first Royal Marines “Inspector of Gymnasia” and would therefore oversee the building of the Physical Training School at Deal in 1871. Captain Straghan held the appointment until 1876, retiring with the rank of Major.The details of the early training of Royal Marines Physical Training Instructors requires more research, although undoubtedly would have been strongly influenced by the Army Gymnastic Staff in Aldershot, who were now training conducting gymnastic training courses for NCO’s as well as training officers to become future ‘Inspectors of Gymnasia’. Although timings are unclear, It is interesting to note that whereas in 1868 the Army PT Instructors were authorised to wear the crossed swords badge, the first qualified Royal Navy and Royal Marines “Physical and Recreational Training” instructors (P & RTI’s) were authorised to wear the crossed-clubs badge. The urgent need to improve the nation’s health and fitness very much captured the interest of the general public and from the 1870’s onwards, following government legislation, schools across the country adopted Swedish gymnastics and drill training in a bid to develop strong and healthy bodies that would be then be capable of serving in the armed forces. By the end of the nineteenth century, military sports teams regularly took part in football, rugby and cricket leagues, as well as athletics and boxing contests, involving both officers and soldiers.It was now generally accepted that such sport competitions were good for discipline, promoted regimental pride, and esprit de corps. By the end of the 1870’s regimental sport in the Royal Marines had also now become well established as a mandatory part of recruit training. The provision of the associated sports fields,both behind and in front of the gymnasium would have played a critical role in facilitating this. A Royal Marines Depot athletics sports poster of 1895 shows a wide variety of sports activities for that August meeting on the South Green drill and sports field.In 1893 the battleships HMS Victoria and HMS Camperdown had sadly collided near Tripoli during manoeuvres. HMS Victoria sank and 358 of her crew drowned, including 68 Royal Marines from a detachment of 98. Following this disaster, the Deal Swimming Bath was built, and an order directed that all Royal Marines must learn to swim before passing out of initial training. The pool itself was originally tidal and was filled twice a day at each high tide.The Depot R.M. Deal, gymnasium would stand the test of time and for the next 100 years be responsible for the physical and recreational training of thousands Royal Marine recruits and, as the R.M. School of Physical Training, would also train hundreds of Royal Marine Physical Training Instructors, including many national and international sportsmen. 1

In the 1860’s Scottish Archibald MacLaren was tasked by the War Office to design the first military gymnasia and structured gymnastic (exercise) programmes for the British Army. Based upon his own design and proven methodology the first military purpose-built gymnasia were then built in many Army garrisons at home and abroad, including the Royal Marines gymnasium at Deal in 1871.MACLAREN AND THE FIRST ARMY GYMASIUM:The above picture appeared in the Illustrated London News of 5 November 1859, and shows Archibald MacLaren’s first purpose-built gymnasium in Oxford, which was designed for gymnastic exercises and fencing lessons. Below: An early military exercise session, with barbells, ropes and gymnastic apparatus:(Right): The British Army’s first gymnasium, built to MacLaren’s design at Aldershot in 1868.Soon after, another eight military gymnasia were built to Maclaren’s design.(Below): The first Army Gymnastic Instructors, who trained at MacLaren’s Oxford gymnasium in 1860, which included fencing.2

(Above Left): The original 1867 plan for the first gymnasium for the Royal Marines in Deal. (Above Right): The first Royal Marines Swimming & Recreational Instructor Course. (Below Left): The Royal Marines PT School at Deal as it looked in the 1960’s.(Below Right): The rear of the gymnasium, looking over the sports playing fields.THE ROYAL MARINES GYMNASIUM AT DEAL.In the early days, the Royal Marine Depot in Deal was initially established to train recruits forthe Royal Marines Light Infantry, whilst recruits for the Royal Marines Artillery were trained at the Royal Marines Barracks in Eastney.In 1861 the decision was made to conduct all initial recruit training at the Depot, Royal Marines, in Deal. By 1862, with the corps strength at around 18,000, and recruit training at Deal was in full swing and the Deal Barracks expanded accordingly.This led to the expansion of the Deal South Barracks and the plans included a gymnasium, which would have been almost certainly based upon Archibald MacLaren’s previous recommendations. The original outline plan for the new gymnasium was dated 1867 and was opened in 1871, finally closing in 1987 with the move to CTCRM, Lympstone.3By the end of the 1870’s, regimental sport in the Royal Marines had become well-established as a mandatory part of recruit training. The provision of the associated sports fields, both in front and behind the gymnasium would have played a critical role in facilitating this.In 1868 Captain J. Straghan RM was seconded and trained by the Army in Woolwich and having been passed as “Certified” in March 1869, he became the first Royal Marines “Inspector of Gymnasia” and would therefore oversee the opening of the Deal Gymnasium in 1871. Captain Straghan held the appointment until 1876, retiring with the rank of Major.

The physical training of Royal Marines has always been a high priority, leading to the highest standards of physical excellence, achieved through discipline, progressive and thorough training of every Royal Marine Recruit at Deal for over 100 years.THE EARLY ROYAL MARINES PT INSTRUCTORS:4

The use of Indian clubs for exercise became very popular in the early Victorian period, both inmilitary and civilian circles. While the Army Physical Training Instructors wear the crossed-swords emblem on their vests, both the Royal Navy and Royal Marines are awarded their hard-earned crossed –clubs badge when they finally pass their examinations and become qualified as a PTI.When the crossed - clubs emblem was first authorised is unclear but would almost certainly have evolved from the early 1800’s when the Indian club exercises, used for decades in India, were introduced to the British Army and became a mainstay of physical training – albeit with lighter clubs than those used by the Indians, who had used much heavier clubs for decades. Maclaren’s 1862 army training manual advocated training with Indian clubs alongside dumbbells and barbells.The Indian club exercises were widely used throughout the early Victorian period and became symbolic of early structured exercise. While, in 1888, the Army Gymnastic Staff Instructors were authorised to wear the crossed-swords emblem above their chevrons, both the Royal Navy and Royal Marines wore a crossed-clubs badge on their PT vests when they became qualified. All of the three service PT Branches shared the same motto: ‘Mens Sana in Corpore Sano’ - Latin for‘a healthy mind in a healthy body.‘ This motto still remains over 100 years later.THE PT INSTRUCTOR’S CROSSED-CLUBS BADGE:5

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7H.M.S. Birkenhead (one of the first iron hulled paddle steamers in service) left Portsmouth in January 1852, taking troops to fight in the Frontier War in South Africa.After taking on fresh water and supplies in Cape Town, the Birkenhead steamed out of Simon’s Bay on 25th February, with about 634 men, women and children on board and in perfect weather conditions.However, in the early hours of the 26th February 1852, the churning paddle wheels of the Birkenhead drove the ship into uncharted rocks, ripping the hull open within 10 minutes and flooding the lower troop deck instantly. Hundreds of soldiers were trapped and drowned in their hammocks as they slept.The surviving soldiers and marines made it to the upper deck in their nightclothes and formed up in three ranks. With the ship rapidly sinking, most of the lifeboats could not be lowered. true to the great naval tradition of “women and children first”, the senior officer, drawing his sword, ordered the men to stand fast as the water rushed over the decks.The horses that were on board were blindfolded and then pushed into the sea, where they were attacked by swarms of sharks and bitten to death in the darkness. The remaining soldiers and marines, with their heads held high, prepared themselves to make their final sacrifice.Unfortunately, the Army had not thought to teach them to swim and as the ship went down, those that were not taken by Great White sharks, drowned immediately. Of the 634people on board, only 193 were saved.Throughout this tragic event, the courage and self-discipline that these men showed was to be forever recorded in history and became known as the “Birkenhead Drill.” The term appeared in Rudyard Kipling's 1893 tribute to the Royal Marines, "Soldier an' Sailor Too":“To take your chance in the thick of a rush, with firing all about,Is nothing so bad when you've cover to 'and, an' leave an' likin' to shout;But to stand an' be still to the Birken'ead drill is a damn tough bullet to chew, An' they done it, the Jollies – 'Er Majesty's Jollies – soldier an' sailor too!Their work was done when it 'adn't begun; they was younger nor me an' you; Their choice it was plain between drownin' in 'eaps an' bein' mopped by the screw, So they stood an' was still to the Birken'ead drill, soldier an' sailor too!”In 1910, following this disaster and after much deliberation, the Royal Navy Admirals decided that every recruit should be taught to swim. Consequently, the swimming pool at Pitt Street, (near the Portsmouth Dockyard) was built, as well as at other shore establishments including the swimming pool at the Royal Marines Barracks at Deal.“THE BIRKENHEAD DRILL” TRAGEDY & SWIMMING:HMS Birkenhead

Following the HMS Birkenhead tragedy, Queen Victoria commissioned a memorial, in the Royal Chelsea Hospital in London, in honour of the gallantry and discipline of the 445 who died on the Birkenhead.Following this the Government then debated the building of swimming pools for all service establishments. In 1890, The Depot Royal Marines was granted money to dig out a swimming pool by hand and a cold salt-water pool was completed in 1898. When officers started to use the facilities everything changed and fresh water was introduced, plus a coke-fired boiler.THE ROYAL MARINES. DEAL, SWIMMING POOL:8

P.T. BRANCH SUPERINTENDENTS AND COMMANDANTS:1871-18761876-18811881-1883CAPTAIN J STRAGHANCAPTAIN C F LA COSTE CAPTAIN H FULLER MAJOR A H DES BARRES1883-1888 MAJOR EDYE 1888-901890-98 CAPTAIN J H PLUMBE1895-99 CAPTAIN F J RAITT1899-1903 CAPTAIN E E CHOWN1903-1907 CAPTAIN F M B HOBBS1907-1912 MAJOR E WRAY1912-1914 CAPTAIN T ORDE LEES1914-1917 CAPTAIN W K GARNIER1917-1922 MAJOR WK GARNIER1922-1926 CAPTAIN C B CONYBEARE1926-1929 CAPTAIN L S WILKINSON1929-1932 MAJOR H G GRANT1932-1934 CAPTAIN RH QUILL1934-1937 MAJOR V D THOMAS1937-1940 MAJOR C M SERGEANT DSC1940- MAJOR W I NONWEILER1940-1944 MAJOR G S T NEWBOLD1944-1945 LT.COLONEL G S T NEWBOLD1945- LT.COLONEL FH WATERS1945-1948 MAJOR R F V GRIFFITHS OBE1948-1949 LT.COLONEL G A HAWARD1949-1953 MAJOR T K WEST1953-1955 MAJOR A D MACPHERSON1955-1958 MAJOR M POUND1958-1960 MAJOR D C MAHONEY MC1960-1963 MAJOR J ALVEY1963-1965 MAJOR M A H MARSTON MC9

P.T. BRANCH SUPERINTENDENTS AND COMMANDANTS/CON:1965-1966 MAJOR R G F MEADOWS MBE1966-1968 MAJOR R E TUCK1968-1970 CAPT. S R PRIDDLE1970-1971 CAPT. S H B COOK1971-1973 CAPT. R G STEVENS1973-1975 CAPT. A M KEELING1975-1977 CAPT. H M BONSER1977-1979 CAPT. A J W HIGGINSON1979-1982 CAPT. J V LEWIS1982-1984 CAPT. T C D CRAVEN-PHILLIPS1984-1986 CAPT. H F C HOWARD MBE1986-1989 CAPT. R D S1989-1992 CAPT. F V ALLEN1992-1995 CAPT. N M B ARDING1995-1998 CAPT. T C D CRAVEN-PHILLIPS1998-1999 CAPT. N J WILLSON1999-2000 MAJOR N J WILLSON2000-20042004-20062006-20082008-20092009-20122012-20152015-20172017-20192019-20202020-20212021-MAJOR S JAMES MAJOR M FREEMAN MAJOR C HAZELWOOD MAJOR A GARLAND MAJOR P CURRY MAJOR A GARLAND MAJOR E NEILSON MAJOR S MILLS MAJOR M REID MAJOR A HEWETT MC MAJOR W. GROUNSELL10

PRE-WORLD WAR 1 PERIOD (1901-1914):As part of the Royal Navy, Royal Marines were very much governed by both the regulations and traditions of their parent service. Many Royal Navy officers did not understand the need for amphibious landings or fighting ashore. Every Marine had a place in a gun crew and as far as the Navy was concerned, they could rarely be spared for landing parties, and did not understand the need to practice their infantry skills.Consequently, during the pre-World War One period Royal Marine detachments served in most battleships and cruisers of the fleet, providing their traditional roles of security for officers, ceremonial duties, boarding parties and the occasional small-scale landing ashore.All Royal Marines, having undergone six months of recruit training the, prior to joining a ship, also had to spend considerable time being trained as a Ship's Gunner and from 1908 onwards, when aboard HM ships, and traditionally manned the 'X' and 'Y' gun turrets during battle stations.Despite the military failures of the early Boer War, training appeared to have changed very little during the period leading up to World War One. Both the Royal Marines Artillery (The Blues') and the Royal Marines Light Infantry (The Reds') appeared to focus more upon drill inspections and parades, rather than the learning and practicing of new infantry tactics and skills. However, strict physical training took place in the gymnasium and mainly consisted of exercises with barbells, horse-box vaulting and bayonet drills, as well as route marches in battle kit.The important role of the Royal Marines PT Instructor became better recognised in 1905, when the Admiralty approved the wearing of (gold embroidered on blue cloth) Specialist Qualification (SQ) badges, to be worn by all 'Qualified Gymnastic Instructors, 1st and 2nd Class, whilst employed as such’.It appears that there was a dire shortage of suitable candidates at the time to become Physical Training and Recreational Instructors at that time, because Boat Coxswains and Gunnery Sergeants were paid more than the physical trainers.After much discussion at very senior level some progress was made to attract a better class of physical trainer and in 1907, some improvements to pay and conditions were made in order to rectify the situation. Physical Training Instructors were also to receive greater recognition in 1909, when they were able to serve on ships at sea, in lieu of Royal Navy Physical Training Instructors.In 1913, the pay rates were increased, and a Physical Training Instructor (Second Class) would then receive four pence per day and Physical Training Instructor (First Class) eight pence per day. The early physical training of both the Royal Marines Artillery recruits at Eastney Barracks, in Portsmouth, and the Royal Marines Light Infantry at Deal, consisted of a very thorough and disciplined physical training programme. Photographs of the early 1900's depict a very high- standard of their gymnasium class passouts, under the supervision of their fierce instructors. During this period, the Musician trainees of the (then) Royal Naval School of Music at Eastney Barracks were also subject to the same strict physical training regimes.Sport played a large part of military life of both the RMA and the RMLI during the 1900's and many photographs of the period show a wide variety of sports participation and winning teams, especially in football. For example, in 1910, the RMLI football team were the winners of the very prestigious Army Cup, as well as the F.A. cup in that year.In those days football was so popular that such events attracted huge crowds of up to 100,000 spectators. By the time of the First World war, structured exercise and sports were both well- established in the Royal Marines and had reached a very high, almost professional, standard.11

An early 1900’s photo of RMLI Physical Training Officers with their Staff Instructor.A Royal Marines Artillery PT Class passout 5th Feb 192212

RMA/RMLI RECRUIT PT PASSOUTS IN THE EARLY 1900’S:13

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(Above): A Physical Training class, demonstrating the physical development programme for recruits, using a form of the Swedish system and being conducted in the Gymnasium, believed to be at the Royal Marines Barracks at Eastney in Circa 1911.15(Above): Photo from Andrew Lane’s book: Royal Marines Barracks Eastney (1998)

WORLD WAR 1 PERIOD (1914 - 1918):During the First World War, as part of the Royal Navy, the majority of Royal Marines served mainly on board the ships of the fleet, in their traditional ship’s detachment role, and approximately 10,000 Royal Marines were patrolling at sea as part of Admiral Jellicos’ Grand Fleet at Scapa Flow.Admiral Jellicos’ Grand Fleet, consisted of 67 battleships, battlecruisers and cruisers, as well as 80 destroyers. Most HM ships carried a Royal Marine detachment from the RMA and RMLI, totalling 93 RM officers, 39 warrant officers and 5,700 NCO’s and gunners. Those active on sea patrols had to survive the arduous conditions of the continuous Arctic and Atlantic Convoys with little respite.The Grand Fleet patiently laid in wait for an attack from the German Vice Admiral Reinhard Scheer’s High Seas Fleet. However, for 18 months the Grand Fleet saw little action, apart from the regular sweeps of the North Sea.On most ships, especially those serving in arduous conditions of the Arctic and Atlantic Convoys, the extreme climatic conditions and readiness for action made any form of recreation impossible. However, if circumstances allowed, the Royal Marines would find a space on deck for some physical exercise, as shown in the photograph below.Prior to the Battle of Jutland, for those onboard at the cold and isolated Scapa Flow, life was tedious and consisted of countless exercises and gun-drills at sea, and few opportunities for either recreational activities, or shore leave, for the sailors and Royal Marines on board the many ships.For those on board the Grand Fleet, there was little time for sport, or recreation, because of the demands of war. However, the small, but the very significant, initiative of Admiral Jellico to provide some form of sport to build morale would be remembered when the war ended.A physical exercise session taking place on the deck of HMS Gloucester.16

MILITARY SPORTS RECRUITING POSTERS:Between 1908 and the outbreak of the First World War in 1914, sport and games in the British Army had become well-established and by the start of the First World War most Army installations had a gymnasium, along with standard games and athletics fields.In 1914, with Britain desperate to attract new recruits to join the army, sport was seen as a potential recruiting tool, especially at the huge Saturday afternoon civilian football league matches. Subsequently, an Army recruiting poster was designed to promote sport and to show that “The Army isn’t all work”.Sport had long been recognised as an important part of Royal Navy life, not only to raise the levels of physical fitness, but also for keeping up good spirits and morale. It was felt that a healthy sailor was not only physically fit, but also psychologically strong. In the 1930’s, Royal Navy recruiting posters depicted young, sun-tanned, sailors playing sport in exotic locations around the world – something that the impoverished youth of that period could only dream of.Millions of recruitment posters were printed for both the Army and the Royal Navy, urging different groups to join up - and they proved to be a powerful recruiting tool. Tens of thousands of new Army recruits rushed to sign up. On the 3rd September 1914, more young men joined than on any other day of war - a huge number of 33,204 of new recruits.17

POST-WORLD WAR 1 (1919 - 1939):Post-war re-organisation saw the Royal Marines reduced in size from55,000 (1918) to just 15,000 men. In 1922 the Treasury wanted a further reduction, even the possible disbandment of the Corps and eventuallya compromised establishment of 9,500 men was finally agreed upon.In an Admiralty Fleet Order of June 1923, the decision was taken to amalgamate the Royal Marines Artillery (RMA) and the Royal Marines Light Infantry (RMLI) Regiments to become simply ‘The Royal Marines’.With regard to the physical training of recruits, both the RMA and RMLI had previously established the highest standards of physical training for their new recruits, but henceforth, their training would take place at the Depot Royal Marines, in Deal where, between 1868-1871, the new military gymnasium had been built.In 1926 The Royal Marine Physical and Recreational (P&RT) Instructors Allocation Complement showed that they were distributed throughout all of the main H.M. ships and R.N. establishments. At Deal there was a P & RT staff of 4 x Staff Instructors, 6 x 1st Class Instructors and 10 x 2nd Class Instructors.During the 1919 conference on Royal Navy Sport and Recreation, the Royal Marines officers who attended, generally supported the introduction of Cdr. Coote’s new programme of ‘Physical, Recreational and Morale Training’ but also had some demands of their own before such implementation was agreed.Bayonet-fighting had also been an essential part of RM training for many years, continuously seeking the best ways to board ships and repel boarders. When demonstrating such skills in front of the Lords of the Admiralty in 1811, their innovative methods were met with much approval.Both before and during the second world war, bayonet training was considered to be a very important part of training for war. The Royal Marine Officers pointed out that a most important subject for the Royal Marines was Bayonet Training and that it should be taught as part of the P & RT course and not an additional subject at the end of the course, as it had been done previously.The RM Officers also pointed out that, because of their experience of working directly with recruits, the training of Royal Marines P.T.I’s at Deal, ‘Had now been carried on for some three years and has proved most satisfactory.’ They pointed out that ‘In a three month’s course we have produced an Instructor more suitable for our own needs than was ever produced in six months’ courses before the war at the Royal Navy Physical Training School (in Portsmouth).’To further emphasise their Royal Marines independence the officers added: ‘They are actually trained to be Instructors on the raw material, i.e. Long Service Recruits. They instruct them in Physical Training, Physical Exercise, Bayonet Training and Boxing from the very start, under supervision. Such conditions prevail at no other Training Establishment in the country and to return to pre-war methods would lower the standard of both our P.T.I.’s and recruits to a very great extent.’They also recommended that ‘All gymnasia at present in existence require to be overhauled and brought up to date, and further that it is necessary to build new gymnasia to meet urgent requirements, and that this work should be commenced forthwith.’Learning to swim was also very important. In February 1852, the steel-hulled steamship HMS Birkenhead had hit a reef off South Africa and sank with the tragic loss of some 450 soldiers, Marines and Sailors, through drowning. Following this tragedy, the Government then directed the building of swimming pools for all service establishments.In 1890, The Depot Royal Marines was granted money to dig out a swimming pool by hand and a cold salt-water pool was completed in 1898. Once the swimming pool was built every Recruit had to pass a swimming test before completing training.18

An early photograph of the first Royal Marines “Swimming & Recreational Training Course” for Instructors was taken in 1923.Following this, there are many sequential photographs of the qualified PT Instructor courses from the 1930’s onwards.In the 1930’s the P & RT Instructor qualification courses were of a duration of six months, with an upgrading course of three months. Subjects such as fencing and boxing were the main sports in which the P & RT Instructors had to be particularly well qualified.Additionally, a large emphasis was placed upon class taking ability, as well as practical performance in agility, vaulting and gymnastic apparatus.The Physical & Recreational Training Instructor Course (P & RTI) examinations included: Physical Education Class-taking, PT Theory, Recreational Training, PT Practical, Medical Knowledge, Bayonet Fighting, Fencing (mainly Sabre), Boxing, Swimming, and ‘ Notebook.’ Each subject had a 60% pass mark to qualify, out of a total score of a maximum 1,330 possible points.Both in civilian and service life, the 1930’s saw a period of huge interest and growth in sports. In military training, bayonet fighting drills were taught by the P & RT Branch Instructors to all recruits, as a necessary skill for war, although rarely used in actual battle.Fencing, Boxing and Gymnastics were also a major focus at this time, with a dedicated ‘Master’ of each sport, ‘when employed as such’, at the RM Gymnasium at Deal. Many PTI’s reached the highest levels of sporting skill, and some became outstanding national sportsmen of their time.For the great majority of Marines, Football was hugely popular, and Commanding Officers fully supported their unit teams, and they regarded winning as an extremely important part of their military status.Records show that the Royal Marine Light Infantry and the Royal Marine Artillery were playing football very seriously in the early 1900’s and one of the biggest successes was in 1910, when the RMLI (then stationed in Gosport) won the Amateur Football Cup, beating South Bank (Middlesbrough)2-1. In those days football matches could attract crowds of up to 100,000 spectators.In 1928, the United States Marine Corps wished to perpetuate the bond of friendship, which had existed between the two corps since the Boxer Rebellion in China in 1901, when the Royal Marines and the USMC had fought side by side.To commemorate this bond a USMC Challenge Trophy called The Tunney Cup was presented to the Royal Marines by Captain J.J. Tunney USMC, a highly skilled boxer, who was ranked in the 10 top Best Heavyweight boxers in the U.S. and was also the reigning World Heavyweight Boxing Champion.Retired Sergeant Major Charles R. Francis USMC, was chosen to accompany the Trophy from America to England on board the S.S Leviathan. He had served side by side with the Royal Marines during the Boxer Rebellion and had been badly wounded. He was awarded the Navy Congressional Medal of Honor for extraordinary heroism at Tientsin, China in 1900.Capt J.J. Tunney USMC presented General L. S. T. Halliday V.C., C.B., R.M., Adjutant General Royal Marines, with the trophy on the 15th December 1928, at Eastney Barracks in Portsmouth. This trophy was fiercely competed for every year thereafter until the present date.The Post-World War One period saw a great improvement in the structured and progressive physical training of recruits, as well as sport, with Boxing, Bayonet-fighting and Fencing being prominent during this period. RM PT Instructors excelled in many sporting events right up until 1939, the beginning of the Second World War.19

BAYONET FIGHTING IN THE ROYAL MARINES:Photos below: (Top Left) RM bayonet training on board ship. (Below left) WW2 bayonet training. (Centre photo) An RM Bayonet Champion. (Right: above and below) An RM Bayonet Display Team, training in front of the Officer’s Mess, Depot RM, Deal, in preparation for the 1936 Royal Tournament military display by the Royal Marines..20Bayonet-fighting was an important part of the early 1800’s Royal Marines training as they werefrequently called upon to board enemy ships , or to repel boarders. As a result, they continuously experimented for the best ways to do this and in 1811 they demonstrated their skills in front of the Lords of the Admiralty, which met with much approval.Bayonet training was considered paramount both before and during the Second World War and very detailed movements and skills were learned and practiced by the British Armed Forces.Thus, bayonet fighting became an important part of training, and many RM PT Instructors became prominent in bayonet-fighting competitions, such as the Royal Tournament. This annual military event began in 1880 to promote skill-at-arms and to raise money for soldiers’ widows. Except during the war years, the Royal Tournament was held every year for 120 years, from 1880-1999, when it closed.The Inter-Services Triangular fencing competition was fiercely contested amongst all of the services and consisted of separate foil, epee, sabre and bayonet competitions, until 1957 when the bayonet competition was dropped. Before this, the competition was mainly dominated by the Royal Marines.There are so many prominent RM champions in both fencing and bayonet-fighting competitions of the 1930’s- 1960’s that it would be impossible to list them all. However, there are many RM PTI’s who are still remembered for their fine sporting achievements of this period.

ROYAL MARINES FENCING:Prior to the WW2 the main focus of the British Armed Forces was the “sport” of Bayonet-fighting, something that the Royal Marines were particularly good at, winning many of the annual Royal Tournament Competitions held during this period.However, after the war the focus on bayonet-fighting waned and was replaced somewhat by the sport of fencing. Once again, the Royal Marines teams, consisting mainly of PTI’s, became the winners of many prestigious events, including the fiercely fought annual Royal Tournament competion.Fencing featured strongly in the Armed Forces prior to WW2 and when the first Royal Navy PT School opened in Pitt Street in Portsmouth, in 1910, fencing was taught in the curriculum, mainly by Royal Marine PT Instructors.Many Royal Marines and Navy fencers were prominent at both International and Olympic level after the war. One of the most outstanding Royal Marine fencers both before and after the war was Sgt. Joe Field (later Lieutenant RM) until he left after the war to coach fencing at the Bath Sword Club.Fencing is one of five sports which have been permanent fixtures at the Olympic Games since the first modern Games were held in 1896. Sgt Joe Field RM coached the British Olympic team for the 1936 games in Berlin.Following the war, Joe Field (now promoted to Lieutenant) returned to competition to win the foil and the epee at the 1947 Combined Services Championships, and he represented Great Britain in an international competition in Paris in 1946.In the 1980’s Joe and his wife Vera, also attended many of the PT Branch Reunions at CTCRM and loved sharing some brief snapshots of his long and illustrious service career. At the 1988 PT Reunion Joe and vera visited the pub for lunch in Woodbury Village, only to find and meet his old PTI friend, Norman “Sticks” Joy, who lived nearby. Joe was elected President until he sadly died, aged 91, and is remembered as being very modest and a true gentleman.(Above, Front row left): Former SPTI Joe Field with a PT Qualifying Course in the 1930’s.Sgt Joe Field RM coached the British Olympic team for the 1936 games in Berlin.21

The Royal Marines Fencing Team in 1944, having beaten the Czech Army. The photo (Left) shows Lt. Joe Field (centre back)Other fencers(L to R) are N. Crow,F. Tallent, R. Brooks and .A Raven.Sgt. Joe Field (front 2nd left) with a PT Qualifying Course.Some of Joe’s fencing medalsSgt Joe Field coached the British Olympic Team for the 1936 games in Berlin.SGT. (LATER Lt.) JOE FIELD RM:22

23QMSI ALBERT STARES – SOME ROYAL MARINE MEMORIES:BY JOY NEWMAN (HIS DAUGHTER).In 1920 I was born into a Royal Marine family, and my birth certificate states:'The particulars of your child's birth, having been entered in the records of this Division, the certificate is returned herewith.“Both my grandfathers and three of my uncles were regulars, as was my father, Albert Stares. As children, both my parents attended the Royal Marines School at Deal, and it was at Deal that my Dad joined the Service in 1909 as a boy bugler, aged 14. He was sent to Melville Barracks at Chatham, and on arrival was delighted to meet four of his school chums crossing the parade ground in readiness for sounding 'Sunset’.During his boy's service, he had an exceptional experience, which could have blighted his future career. King George V was visiting the fleet at Chatham and Dad was the duty bugler who had to precede the King sounding the 'Alert' as he toured the ships. Dad had been issued with a new tunic for the occasion, and during the morning rehearsal found the neckband too tight as it affected his breathing.He asked the Bugle Major if he could loosen one of the hooks but was told 'no' as this would amount to being improperly dressed. As a consequence, Dad's sounding-off at the rehearsal was less than perfect. He was called before the CO and given a ticking off, together with 7 days' extra bugle practise. Meanwhile, the King's visit was imminent.Put on the spot, Dad decided to take matters into his own hands, and as he raised his bugle for the first call, he quickly undid the top hook of the collar with his thumb. Everything went off beautifully and the unfastened hook remained hidden from view by the bugle. The King was so impressed with Dad's playing that he remarked on it to the ship's captain and said that at the end of the year the bugler was to receive a 'Superior' for efficiency on his service record.The 7 days' extra bugle practise was cancelled as a result, but nobody knew the reason for the improved performance. If they had, Dad would probably have been put on a charge for disobeying an order!When telling this story, he used to say that the Bugle Major probably had his suspicions about the episode, but nothing was ever said and the 'Superior' remains on my Dad's service certificate to this day.At the age of 18, he turned over to the ranks of the RMLI as a sea-going Marine and signed on for 21 years. He immediately decided to train as a PTI. He qualified at Deal, was promoted to Corporal, and was very soon serving aboard ship on convoys during the First World War.He and my mum had been sweethearts since the age of 10 and were eventually married in 1918, setting up their home in Gillingham. Then I arrived! By this time, Dad had spent another period at Deal to re-qualify, and my earliest memories are all related to the gym at Melville Barracks (Dad used to say that I cut my first teeth on the wall-bars there!).I recall vividly the goodbyes when his ships sailed; the football field at Chatham, where we watched Dad play for the 'Royals' in the Kent league; the athletic track at the United Services Ground where he ran many of his races as a 100 and 220 yds sprinter; and the Christmas parties held in the barracks and organised by the PT staff.

24After being promoted Sergeant, Dad once again returned to Deal to re-qualify and become aPT Instructor 1 Class. Soon after this, in 1931, he was drafted to HMS York, which was part of the Mediterranean Fleet.After a short embarkation leave, he returned to barracks to collect his kit which he stacked in the front passage of our house. That night he had to return to barracks to read the duty list prior to sailing the next day, but when he returned for his last night, he amazed us by saying his draft had been cancelled. Instead. he was to report forthwith to the RM Depot at Deal, where he was to bea PT Staff Instructor!HMS York sailed without him, and my mother, together with my two-year old brother and myself, moved to Deal and lived in the coastguard station on the Sandown Road. Dad was subsequently promoted Colour Sergeant and I went to St George's School for a year.My mother's father had been a Sergeant Cook in the Royal Marines, and it was while we were living at Deal that she told me about the days, long before, when the men and their families were able to take a jug along to the galley in the barracks at night and get it filled with soup for tuppence. Service pay was very poor at that time.Dad's mother took in washing in those days for some of the Marines, and he used to tell me how he, as a schoolboy, would collect it from the barracks and return it when it had been washed and ironed. A typical bundle would be a pair of 'long-johns' (four pence), a long-sleeved vest (four pence), a towel (tuppence), and pair of socks (a penny). All that came to eleven pence, and sometimes the men would give Dad a shilling and tell him to keep the penny change for himself. He kept a little book with all the necessary details of each customer.Dad's father was a groom during his service life and carried on working for the Colonel after he came to pension. Dad watched the building of the garrison church at Deal Barracks and sang in the church choir there until he left Deal to join the Royal Marines.In 1932 Dad was promoted to QMSI and sent to Eastney to serve the last of his 21 years, and those years have very happy memories for me as I was able to join the Royal Marines Girl Cadet Corps at Eastney Barracks. We were all aged from 7 to 17 and really imagined ourselves to be "miniature marines" – a long, long time before females were allowed into the real Corps!The first time I saluted a Royal Marines officer and received a salute in return was one of my proudest moments. I lived on that memory for months! Dad took us for PT on Monday nights, and every year we competed against the Royal Navy Girl cadets for the Ladies Cup. The competition consisted of PT, maze-marching, drill and semaphore. One year, we were taught club-swinging, and I never hear the tunes ‘Three O'clock in the Morning' or 'Gold and Silver Waltz', without going over the routines in my head. The Royal Marines Band played those two tunes every time we gave a display, and Dad was quite proud of us.Eastney Barracks parades:Dad being carried shoulder-high through the barrack gates after his fencing team had appeared at Olympia, watching him play football in the Navy Cup and eventually winning three winner's medals! All are fond memories with a common denominator – the 'Royals".Eventually, Dad came to pension in 1934 but was recalled to serve in the Second World War in 1939, finally ending his service career in 1945. But memories were still to be made. In 1990 he attended the PT Reunion at Lympstone, and from that meeting a nostalgic visit to Deal was arranged by Captain Frank Allen, Inspector of PT. It was like turning back the clock for both Dad and myself, and the final two hours of that day brought the biggest surprise of all.

After going to the garrison church where he had sung in the choir as a boy of 8, seeing a class of bandsmen going through PT training in the gym, where he himself had qualified as a PT instructor so many years before; visiting the swimming pool where he had qualified as an instructor and life- saver, meeting a group of present-day drummers at the School of Music; and paying a visit to the old Royal Marines school where he and my mother had met at the age of 10.After all this, Dad and I had lunch in the Officers' Mess and thought our day had ended. How wrong we were. The final of the Tunney Cup was being played that afternoon on the very football pitch where Dad himself had so often played, and we were invited as guests.After the match, we saw the cup being presented to the winning team - the same cup that Dad had seen presented by Gene Tunney so many years before, and for which he himself had played as a young PTI. He was given a miniature cup to keep as a memento, and it still has pride of place in my living room.By the time of that visit to Deal, Dad was 96 years of age, and two years later he passed away. When the funeral was over, a much more recent Royal Marine who had attended, told me on leaving: 'Don't forget, you are still a member of the Royal Marines family' and it is with that thought in mind that I have tried to write down these memories. But these are really Dad's memories, and I am just his 'scribe". Joy Newman.(Ed: Albert Steers was a real inspiration for younger PTI’s and despite being in his nineties his dear daughter, Joy, used to travel a long way to get her dad to the PT Reunion, several times, prior to his sad departure. A great picture of how it was to serve in the Royal Marines in the early 1930’s. Thank you, Joy, for sharing so eloquently.)25

RON CARTER - PERSONAL MEMORIESBY MRS SHEILA CARTERRon Carter died in May 1999, aged 81. His wife, Sheila, recalls that on the day that he died, Ron "Nick" Carter had done his usual80 press-ups, met customers and friends at his forge in Simonstone (near Burnley) and gave a blacksmith demonstration to a group of people. That evening he had gone. Ron was clearly a remarkable man and here we remember a few memories of this fine person.On the outbreak of war in 1939, Ron was the first volunteer to be recruited into the Royal Marines, with a regimental number of 0000001. He thought it would be a great way to see the world as he had only been as far as Blackpool before that. As a 22-year-old sports enthusiast, he soon found his niche as a Physical Training Instructor.Later, he led his platoon in North Africa and during the invasion of Sicily. During this time,he took his platoon for a small 'walk up Mount Etna and having scrambled to the icy top, they borrowed some corrugated tin sheets from the Italians to do a very scary run downhill through the cloud-mass below!After this, they "borrowed" a motorbike to go over the hills to a German occupied village to buy some nylons. In 1945 he helped to rehabilitate returning POWs. After the war, Sheila remembers everyone going mad in celebration at Deal with the PTIS doing handstands, etc. on the roof of the PT School and drenching everyone and everything with fire hoses!In 1960, Ron set up a workshop beside his home in Simonstone and called it Trapp Forge. This was caused by the closure of the Lancashire cotton mill where he worked. He returned home on his last day at the mill with an anvil -- he was the only man strong enough to carry it away!Ron taught himself by studying the work of French craftsmen employed by Christopher Wren on the building of St Paul's Cathedral and visiting museums and old ironworks. His wife, Sheila, herself a former student of design at the Royal College of Art, would help by drawing designs for him to craft.As Ron's reputation grew, he won important commissions for ornate ironwork for churches, cathedrals and country estates, including the gates of the Bolton Parish Church, which contained 36 plants mentioned in the Bible. In 1997, the Queen commissioned him to make a pair of fire dogs for Sandringham.Ron also produced the entrance gates to the Honourable Artillery Company headquarters in City Road, London.Ron Carter (who was deaf for most of his life, because of the effects of the ship's guns) was a Fellow of the Worshipful Company of Blacksmiths and won a gold medal, only three of which have been awarded this century.Two of his sons still carry on his fine work as blacksmiths at Trapp Forge. Thank you, Sheila, for some wonderful memories of a very fine member of the Royal Marines PT Branch.26

SOME MEMORIES - THE PT SCHOOL IN THE 1940’s:BY FORMER RSM SPTI BOB CLASHFriday afternoon. Normal routine. Recruits cleaning the Gym. Fencing Course, of which I was one of five, generally checking on the 'workers". In overall charge, C/Sgt. Bill Trinder, former Amateur Boxing Champion.Parked by the main entrance to the Gym, was an Austin 7 Saloon car- the proud owner was C/Sgt. Tomlin. 'Sticks' Hirst - one of the course and a renowned practical joker, suggested we lift the car and carry it into the Gym Annexe. This was accomplished, and the Austin was parked neatly under the Horizontal Bar.It was Bill Trinder's duty to check that all was well before sending the Recruits off. Suddenly a roar: "Tomlin, Tomlin, where are you? Get your bloody Kiddy Car out of the Annexe! This was finally achieved by a gang of Recruits. For some reason there was no enquiry; probably because there was no damage to the car. Accepted as a PT brand of humour!HMS Britannia, Dartmouth, 1942I was one of two RM PTIs on a staff of five. A Cadet had been sentenced to twelve cuts of the cane andI had been detailed to carry out the punishment. Procedure was very much 'by the book". The Cadet bent over the back of a chair, myself alongside, feet apart, arm and cane at an angle of 45 degrees. On the order 'Commence punishment', I had to bring the cane down on the lad's bottom (not bare), without bending the arm, or apparently using undue force.Each stroke was counted by the duty RN Officer. On completion, the Cadet was taken off, walking without too much discomfort. The cane was returned to the PT Officer's cupboard to await the next 'performance’.PT School, Deal, 1946I was a Staff Instructor. First Requalifying Course successfully completed. Among them: Harry Russell, Frank Selby, 'Ginger Bates, Eric Dance- just to name a few. Saturday morning, we were in the Annexe having a final word. Suddenly, I was grabbed, rolled up and secured in a coir mat (we didn't have rubber ones in those days) and left in a corner!They all left. I managed to get clear, went out to the back of the Gym, to find my bike strung up at the top of the Tug-o-War tower. Having recovered it (I had to climb the tower to do it), I made my way to the Sergeants Mess. There they were-all seated round a table - "Hello Staff. Where have you been?Like a drink?" Silly question - I had more than one! PTI humour -- you had to be able to take it as well as hand it out!The Olympic Torch (1948)It might be of interest that Eric Dance carried the Olympic Torch (1948) from just outside Canterbury and passed the flame to me in Canterbury, from where I carried it to Chartham on the Ashford Road, a distance of about 3 miles. There were 48 runners carrying the flame from Dover to Wembley, via Canterbury, Sevenoaks, and Croydon. Only two were Royal Marines - myself and Eric Dance, then serving at Deal.Each had his own torch with which he took the flame from his predecessor. Eric passed his flame to me. We ran individually with police cars in front and a convoy of supporters behind. The final runner to take the flame into Wembley Stadium was a Cambridge undergraduate. The Commanding Officer embarrassed me by getting me to run round the Main Parade carrying the torch the next day. The torch is now a wall lamp in my hallway! Bob Clash.27

SOME MEMORIES OF NORMAN 'STICKS' JOY AND HIS DAD(Period: 1944-1946)BY MRS JOAN JOY(Ed): Sadly, our dear friend Norman ‘Sticks’ Joy , and a stalwart supporter of the PT Branch until he was well into his 80’s, passed away some time ago. Fortunately, we were grateful to have some fond memories from Norman's wife, Joan, who lived in Woodbury Village, near CTCRM.Norman's dad, Ernest John Charles Joy, joined the Royal Marines Light Infantry in 1902 and qualified as a PTI in 1907. He was discharged as a QMSI of PT in April 1923 after a very varied and distinguished service career.Albert Stares remembered him as a super person, who was an Instructor when Albert qualified as a PTI. He was known as a very fair man, who was an excellent sword dancer and great at doing a 'grand circle' on the high bar.Above (L): Norman with Arthur Seals. (R): A PT display in the Manor Gardens, Exmouth, with Arthur Seals and Ernie Hayes catching Norman's 'Swallow’.Photo above: Norman (Left front) with his PT2 Qualifying Course in 1944.28

ROYAL MARINES PHYSICAL TRAINING & SPORT IN THE 1930-1940’s:Following the Second World War and five years of poverty and poor nutrition, physical training for new recruits had to take into account the poor physical and medical state of many recruits.Although many new recruits had previously played sports before joining up, few had received three square meals a day, or had any form of structured physical exercise prior to joining the Royal Marines. Thus, the Physical Training Instructor’s Manual stated: ‘All Training is progressive, and lessons in physical training must be arranged in accordance with the capabilities of the recruits for whom they are intended, gradually increasing in difficulty, or severity, from week to week.’The initial 12 weeks of recruit training at the Depot RM Deal provided the recruits with good nutrition, regular meals and a carefully structured Swedish exercise programme to gradually strengthen the weak bodies of the young men, possibly for the first times in their lives. This would turn the weakest recruits into fit and disciplined young men, well prepared for the hard training to follow at the Infantry Training Centre Royal Marines at Lympstone in Devon.In addition to regular physical training, sports and recreation also played a large part in developing the young recruits. The physical training guidelines at this time stated that “The value of active games and sports as adjuncts to physical training cannot be over-estimated. Games and physical training should be looked upon as complementary to one another and a man’s physical education can hardly be considered as quite complete without the introduction of some form of active recreation.”In the 1940’s the main sports subjects taught at Deal focussed upon Boxing, Fencing, Athletics, Swimming and Recreational Training. For the PT Instructors, additional 2–3-week sports coaching courses were held at the RM PT School in Deal to train them specifically in Boxing, Fencing, Bayonet Fighting and Judo.The Physical and Recreational Instructor Course syllabus of the mid-1940’s differed from the 1930’s course by including more sports subjects. As well as the basic course subjects of P.T. Class Taking, P.T. Practical, Apparatus, Close Combat, P.E. Class Taking, P.T. Paper, Battle Physical Training, Swimming and ‘Notebook’, and now also included Fencing, Boxing, Recreational Training and Athletics.Bayonet fighting continued to be popular as a military sport and many Royal Marines PT Instructors became prominent in the annual Royal Tournament bayonet-fighting competitions. This annual military event began in 1888 to promote skill at arms, and to raise money for soldiers’ widows.Despite the superior numbers of the Army, Navy and RAF, RM PTI’s regularly won the top Royal Tournament individual and team trophies for Bayonet Fighting and Fencing. This had the effect of greatly raising the standard of fencing in the PT Branch.During the 1930’s and 1940’s many PTI’s then went on to represent the corps at National and International level. For example, Sgt Joe Field RM won many national fencing awards and coached the British Olympic Team for the 1936 games in Berlin.In Boxing, Recruit Tommy Lenham (later to become a PTI and a Major RM) showed great promise and won many prestigious boxing trophies. He later became a member of the 1936 Imperial Services Boxing Association Team and in 1937 he boxed for England. In Las Vegas he also achieved fame by ‘jumping ship’ and then winning the very prestigious ‘Golden Gloves’ Award. Tommy also won an England Rugby Cap, and his many trophies are still displayed at the Gymnasium at CTCRM.29

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THE 1950’S – MEET “BIG JOHN” SAVAGE:Deal PTI, “Big John” Savage was one of the corps' best sportsmen of the early 1950’s and he was a legend in his time. John earned 24 International vests for the Shot, 22 vests for the Discus, 3 vests for the javelin and 1 international vest for the hammer. John held the British and Empire record (for the Shot) from 1950-1956 and in the Discus from 1950-1952, and in 1954 was a British Empire Gold Medalist. Big John was also a Corps Boxing Champion and a Combined Services Basketball player.JOHN SAVAGE & TALES FROM THE LOCKER ROOM:One lovely Spring day in Deal in the 1950’s, just after lunch, most of the Depot Staff were either employed in the Gym, or on the Drill Field, only three or four us were left in the Depot Staff Dressing Room. This was in its usual state of untidiness, due mainly to ‘Big John Savage’s training gear being littered around the room, which amounted to heavy shots, various disci and much sweaty clothing! So, we decided that it would be a great idea to nail John’s jockstrap to the highest point in the roof and then place a shot inside it. However, it turned out that I would be the perpetrator of this rather risky feat with the aid of the others!To reach the space of the roof, I had to climb onto the table then onto a chair and then onto the crossbeam. When I reached this position, I was able to stand up and nail the jockstrap to the highest point in the room. Feeling quite pleased with my efforts so far, I now attempted part two of the exercise, actually putting the shot into the jockstrap. The shot was duly passed up to me and I was in the process of placing it into the jockstrap, when the door to the Gym opened. This was the moment when what had seemed like a great idea at the time, went completely wrong...!I looked down from my precarious position and there was the huge bulk of ’Big John’. Not only was he an imposing man, but also a very frightening man of very few words, then he said: ‘Now you can get that b*****d down!’.Weighing up my options of getting out of this alive, I only had one thing going for me and that was the 161b shot in my right hand! So, without further ado, I threw the shot at John and then made a very hasty descent from beam to chair, to table and floor and made for the outside door. I fled, with John in hot pursuit, across South Green to Jubilee Gate and then on towards the sea front. John, however, although quite good at short distances, had to pack it in when he had only managed to reach Jubilee Gate!James Neville PurcellBritish Empire Games: 1954 Gold Medal31

WORLD WAR II PERIOD (1939 - 1945):During World War Two, the Royal Marines, once again, lived up to their traditional motto: 'Per Mare, Per Terram’ ('By Sea, By Land’) demonstrating their dual roles of being equally capable of operating on board ships and ashore.However, during the beginning of the war in 1940-1941, as part of the Royal Navy serving on board HM ships and despite their infantry fighting skills, the majority of RM’s would find themselves at sea on North Sea patrols, carrying out ship security duties and manning the guns of the battleships, battle cruisers and cruisers of the fleet.On land, the Corps were involved in fighting in various parts of the world, including action at the Capture of Madagascar, also in Crete, Malaya, Singapore and Tobruk. In 1943 RM Commandos also fought in Sicily, and Salerno in Italy, with a large number of casualties.In 1941, the Chief of Combined Operations, Lord Louis Mountbatten wanted to create more Commandos to be trained in order to replace those who had already been lost in the war.The Royal Navy preferred to have the Royal Marines serving on board their HM Ships, to protect the coastal batteries and to provide ongoing service with the Fleet. Lord Mountbatten persisted and finally succeeded in getting men from the RM Division to retrain as commandos.Although the first RM Commando trainees were not the most highly selected, they were allocated to a training troop at Deal and put through a rigorous programme of physical training, weapon training, boat training, long-distance marches, rock climbing, tactics and battlefield exercises.The early Commando actions were not entirely successful and in August 1942, the abortive Dieppe raid by 40 Commando was an early experience of a Royal Marines Commando operating as part of a larger raiding force, which, although strategically useful, was a tactical disaster.Also in 1942, the Infantry Battalions of the Royal Marine Division were re-organised to join with the Army Commandos, to form the Special Service Brigade, later to be re-named the Commando Brigade.Nine different Royal Marine Commando units were raised during the war, numbering from40 Commando through to 48 Commando and afterwards the newly formed Commando units then fought in various operations across the world.On the 6th June 1944 (D-Day) 17,000 Royal Marines participated in the D-Day landings and the Battle of Normandy This involved four commando units in the initial assault: 41, 45, 47 & 48 Commandos, with 46 commando in reserve as a follow-up.Much has already been written about the arduous commando training at Achnacarry, where the early commandos were often pushed to the point of exhaustion. In the summer of 1942 and as a recognition of their passing the tough commando tests, the consideration of a common headdress for the many different army regiments was proposed and the colour of green was finally agreed.An official request for the provision of the new green berets was then requested and signed by Lord Mountbatten, Chief of Combined Operations, dated 1st May 1942. In his letter request to the Under Secretary of State for War he wrote: ‘I have been much struck by the intense desire on the part of all officers and men with whom I have spoken to have a distinctive form of headdress and consider that it would make the greatest difference to esprit de corps.’This request was granted and subsequently all those who passed all of the commando tests were awarded the coveted green beret, which continues to this day within the Corps and the attached Army Units and Naval personnel who have passed the Commando Course tests to the same Achnacarry Commando test standards.32

33THE FORMING OF COMMANDO UNITS:Following an order from the Prime Minister, Winston Churchill, In June 1940 the War Office authorised the creation of a new wartime raiding force for guerrilla-style operations against enemy targets. These were to be based upon Churchill’s own experiences during the Boer War of1800-1902, when a small Boer volunteer force fought the British soldiers with great effect.Whilst the British soldiers used the traditional infantry columns of advancing lines, the Boer Kommandos, who knew their country intimately, were able to move quickly and lightly to ambush the British soldiers.Winston Churchill wanted to create a similar raiding force to carry out raids against the German occupied areas of Europe. This new force would consist of the best Army volunteers for the first British Commando units. Many of these men were sent into action almost immediately in Norway.Thus, in December 1941 a total of twelve Army Commando units were formed and training commenced at the Commando Depot, Achnacarry, the seat of the Cameron Clan, located 15 miles north of Fort William in the wild Highlands of Scotland.Only the very best soldiers were selected for commando training and the volunteers had to first pass the extremely demanding selection process. However, many were highly motivated and between 1942 -1945 more than 25,000 men had successfully passed the basic training course at Achnacarry.Much of the Battle Physical Training included basic strengthening and agility exercises, as well as learning the skills of tackling and overcoming obstacles. All the equipment and obstacles were home made at Achnacarry by the staff. Log exercises were also used to develop strength and teamwork.Cross-country marches also developed into 36-hour schemes, so that the trainees also learned how to sleep out in the harshest conditions and use natural materials to construct simple bivouacs.Speed marches were introduced from the beginning of training, starting with a first 5-mile speed march, on the second day of the course. Other weekly speed marches followed that would all end with an extremely demanding military task, such as the following:• 7 miles under 70 minutes followed by digging a defensive position.• 9 miles under 90 minutes, followed by firing practice.• 12 miles in under 130 minutes, followed by a drill parade on the square.• 15 miles under 170 minutes, followed by assault course and firing.Other training included speed-marching up and down Ben Nevis in the pouring rain, wearing heavy equipment, climbing mountains at night and then abseiling down cliffs with just a rope tied around their waists.During the Tarzan Course, which included the Toggle Bridge and Death Ride, live ammunition and hand-grenades were used to provide realistic battle conditions. The idea was that if the Commandos could survive Achnacarry, they could survive anything, and this was well-proven in actual operations.During their basic training the trainees lived in extremely tough conditions and were intentionally pushed to the point of exhaustion. Around 30 per cent dropped out before they received their coveted green beret and were returned to their units.Despite the great success of the Commando Training Depot at Achnacarry, by 1943, the intended small raids on the enemy coastline ceased, and the main Army planning and training was then focused on the planning for the large D-Day landings. Consequently, a decision was made to disband the Army Commandos and Achnacarry was closed on 31 March 1946.The task of maintaining the proud tradition that the Army Commandos had done so much to create was then passed to the Royal Marines to uphold.

THE DALDITCH CAMP AT WOODBURY:For those Royal Marines who have either passed their Commando Course, or served at Lympstone, many will not be aware of the part that the Dalditch Camp, on Woodbury Common, (close to the current Endurance Course) played during the second World War.In the summer of 1941, in preparation for the Second World War, a camp with 378 Nissen huts and camp facilities was quickly built for the training of wartime recruits at the Dalditch Camp, in Budleigh Salterton, near Exmouth. The Dalditch Camp became the Royal Marines Infantry Training Centre (RMITC) and played a vital role during the build-up for the D-Day landings in June 1944.The Dalditch Training Camp was an isolated small military village, complete with a combined gymnasium/church, cinema, drying rooms, mess halls and a N.A.A.F.I. canteen. More importantly, it also provided training facilities for advanced weapon training, with many rifle ranges, and an anti-tank range.The training included how to use flame-throwers, mortars and hand-grenades, as well as hand-to- hand and close quarter combat, which was detailed in the Royal Marines Applied Physical Training Handbook (1945).In 1943 the wartime training was extended from six to eight weeks, and in 1944 was further expanded to 18 weeks. Sport also played an important part in training at the Dalditch Camp and football and cricket teams were formed. In June 1944, the RMITC football team were the Football League Champions, as well as becoming the ‘Tunney Cup’ winners, beating Plymouth 5-0. A public sports day was also held at the nearby Exmouth, which was also repeated the following year.The military training at Dalditch was extremely valuable for the wartime Royal Marines and at its peak the Dalditch Camp housed around 8,000 troops in training. However, at the end of the war and having fulfilled its purpose, in October 1945, the camp was closed by the War Department.After the war, Commando training continued at the Infantry Training Centre Royal Marines (ITCRM) at Lympstone (near Dalditch). Before even being considered for commando training Royal Marine recruits had first to complete their preliminary 12 weeks training at the Depot RM, Deal.After passing the strict medical tests, signing up and then being attested and taking ‘The King’s Shilling’, the recruits at Deal would be issued with their full clothing and kit, as well as being taught how to wear and clean it, especially their rifles – which they would learn to fire on the nearby Kingsdown Range.The strict recruit training regime of drill, physical training, and weapon training at Deal would prepare the recruits well for the following infantry and commando training. This was initially conducted at Towyn in North Wales, then at Bickleigh Camp near Plymouth, and finally at the Infantry Training Centre (ITCRM) at Lympstone, where it still remains today as the Commando Training Centre Royal Marines (CTCRM).The task of maintaining the proud tradition that the Army Commandos had done so much to create was permanently passed on to the Royal Marines. By the time the Second World War over,all recruits completed commando training and the cherished green beret became a permanent part of service within the Royal Marines for the years to come.34

THE COMMANDO DAGGER:The Commando Dagger (more correctly called The Fairbairn-Sykes (F-S) fighting knife) is a double-edged fighting knife resembling a dagger with a foil grip. The knife was designed and developed in 1940 by the close combat legends, William Fairbairn and Eric Sykes, who established and taught the combative training methods for wartime special forces. The teaching was based upon some basic concepts which the two men had initiated before World War II, while serving with the Shanghai Municipal Police in China.The demand for a good fighting knife was so very urgent that a meeting was arranged in November 1940 between William Fairbairn, Eric Sykes and Jack Wilkinson Latham,at the Wilkinson Sword Company. Fairbairn and Sykes described the type of knife they envisioned and the purpose for which it was intended. As discussion continued, preliminary sketches were also drawn up and then modified, time and time again.The original F-S fighting knife was designed exclusively for surprise attack and fighting, with a slender blade that can easily penetrate a ribcage. The vase handle provides a precise grip, and the blade's design is especially suited to its use as a fighting knife.Fairbairn's rationale is described further in his book Get Tough! (1942)."In close-quarters fighting there is no more deadly weapon than the knife. In choosinga knife there are two important factors to bear in mind: balance and keenness. The hilt should fit easily into your hand, and the blade should not be so heavy that it will drag thehilt from your fingers in a loose grip."It was essential that the blade would have a sharp stabbing point and good cutting edges, because an artery torn through (as against a clean cut) tended to contract and stop the bleeding. However, if a main artery is cleanly severed, the wounded man quickly loses consciousness and dies.The first batch of 50 F-S fighting knives was produced in January 1941 by the Wilkinson Sword Company, after Fairbairn and Sykes had travelled to their factory in November 1940 to discuss their ideas for a fighting knife.This was primarily designed to be used in silent killing actions, such as sentry take-outs. The techniques were taught to various special forces at the Highlandtraining centres, such as the Lochailort Special Training Centre (STC) and Achnacarry, the Commando Basic Training Centre (CBTC) from 1942-1945. The fighting knife was issued during World War II to British Commandos and many other units, especially for the Normandy landings in June 1944.The diamond-knurled brass grip provided excellent purchase, wet or dry. The hand-ground 7- inch high carbon steel blade carried both edges for the full length of the blade. The scabbard features an elastic retaining band for silent drawing and also rear tabs for stitching the scabbard to any piece of clothing or kit. The Commandos were also advised to carry their knives wherever they might find it most convenient for access.The length of the blade was chosen to penetrate the body after passing through 3inches of the thickest clothing that was anticipated to be worn in the war, including Soviet greatcoats.The Commando dagger has been produced in several patterns since the original design, particularly with regard to the design of the handle and the size of the blade, but the well-known model of today bears much of the original design.35

In the Summer of 1942. No 1 Commando, first formed in the Summer of 1940, were stationed inAyshire, Scotland. They had recently taken part in a raid in the Le Touquet area of France.There were six Troops, billeted in private houses between Irvine and Kilwinning. One day the Commanding Officer, Lieutenant Colonel Will Glendenning of the Welch Regiment, as was his wont, was conducting a 'tour d'horizon' of the Commando's future employment with his Second-in- Command, Major Tom Trevor, also from the Welch Regiment and his Adjutant, Captain 'Puggie' Pugh, of the Royal Welch Fusiliers. The question of a common headdress was raised.The problem arose from the fact that no less than 79 different regiments and corps of the British Army were represented in the Commando and that each was wearing the headdress peculiar to his parent unit. Thus, a motley collection of caps, tam-o-shanters, bonnets, forage caps, caps 'fore and aft', berets, peaked KD caps, etc, appeared on the Commando parades, the forest being a veritable RSM's nightmare!This problem, of course, ran through all other Commando units at the time, but some, Nos 2and 9 Commandos in particular, had resolved it by adopting as a common headdress the cap TOS(‘tam-o-shanter’).For a variety of reasons, one being that No 1 Commando was predominantly Welsh in character, a headdress with a Scottish flavour was not considered appropriate or desirable. It was thereforedecided that a beret was a better answer as it was difficult to wear improperly, was light and easily disposed of in a pocket if necessary.As to colour, the two already in service, Black was worn by the Royal Tank Regiment and Red (maroon) by the Parachute Regiment and so had to be avoided. Luckily a range of ideal colours was to hand in the shoulder insignia of No 11 Commando, a salamander going through fire - the salamander being green and the flames yellow (gold) and red (crimson).The Richmond Herald at the College of Arms originally designed this insignia. It did not take a genius to decide that, of the three-colour choice, green was the first and obvious choice.The type, style and colour having been settled, 'Puggie' Pugh was detailed to investigate how and where it could be produced. Luckily there was a factory close by at Ardrossan specialising in the manufacture of Scottish bonnets, etc.Two sample designs were produced for the CO's inspection and were approved with instructions to get some actual green berets made. Within a fortnight the firm had completed the order to everyone's satisfaction.An official request for the provision of the new green berets was then requested and signed by Lord Mountbatten, Chief of Combined Operations, dated 1st May 1942. In his letter request to the Under Secretary of State for War he wrote: ‘I have been much struck by the intense desire on the part of all officers and men with whom I have spoken to have a distinctive form of headdress and consider that it would make the greatest difference to esprit de corps.’This request was granted and subsequently all those who passed all of the commando tests were awarded the coveted green beret, which continues to this day within the Royal Marines and attached Army Units and Naval personnel who have passed the Commando Course tests to the same Achnacarry Commando test standards.THE ORIGIN OF THE GREEN BERET:(This information appeared in the Globe & Laurel, September/October 2002,by Captain Derek Oakley MBE RM - Member of the Royal Marines Historical Society.)36

THE COMMANDO COURSE TESTS:The culmination of the Royal Marines Recruit training at CTCRM is completion of the Commando course. Key aspects of the Commando Course include a very high level of physical fitness including assault and endurance courses, climbing and ropework techniques, fieldcraft, military skills, patrolling and amphibious training for active service operations worldwide.This intense phase ends with a series of tests which have remained virtually unchanged since World War II. These tests are done in full fighting order of 32lbs of equipment. The Commando tests are taken on consecutive days and all four tests (below) must be successfully completed within a seven-day period:• A nine-mile Speed March carrying full fighting order, to be completed in 90 minutes, at a pace of 10 minutes per mile (6 mph).• The Tarzan Assault Course. This is an assault course, combined with the Tarzan Course , which is an aerial confidence test. It starts with the Death Slide (now known as the Commando Slide) and ends with a rope climb up a thirty-foot near-vertical wall. It must be completed with full fighting order in 13 minutes (12 minutes for officers) The Potential Officers Course also includes confidence tests from the Tarzan Assault Course, although not with equipment.• The Endurance course is a six-mile course which begins with a two-mile run across rough moorland and woodland terrain on Woodbury Common, near Lympstone, Devon, which includes tunnels, pipes, wading pools, and an underwater culvert. The course ends with a four-mile run with full equipment and rifle back to CTCRM. This is immediately followed by a marksmanship test, where the recruit must hit 6 out of 10 shots at a 25m target simulating a 200m range. This has to be completed in 73 minutes (71 minutes for Royal Marine officers).• The 30 miler. This is a 30-mile (48-km) march across Dartmoor, wearing full fighting order, and additional safety equipment carried by the recruit in a pack. It must be completed in eight hoursfor recruits and seven hours for Royal Marine officers, who must also navigate the route themselves with the rest of a syndicate and carry their own equipment.After the 30-mile march, any men who fail any of the tests may attempt to retake them up until the seven-day window expires. If a recruit fails two or more of the tests, however, it is unlikely that a chance to re-attempt them will be offered. Normally the 7–8-day schedule for the Commando Tests is as follows:• Saturday – Endurance Course• Sunday - Rest• Monday - Nine Mile Speed March• Tuesday - Tarzan Assault Course• Wednesday - 30 Miler• Thursday - Failed test re-runs• Friday - Failed test re-runs• Saturday - 30 Miler re-run if requiredCompleting the Commando course successfully entitles the recruit, or officer, to wear the coveted green beret, but does not mean that the Royal Marine has finished his training and additional training is carried out in the Commando Units to which the now “Trained Soldiers” are drafted to.The information provided was correct at the time of writing but may change according to the circumstances and policies that may prevail in the future.37

THE POST- WORLD WAR II PERIOD:Throughout the Second World War the Royal Marines hadcontinued to operate their own PT School at Deal and consequently had a large bank of highly trained and experienced Physical Training Instructors available to conduct basic physical training, as well as organising and encouraging sport.The post-war period allowed the continuation of the fine standards already achieved.In the 1950’s, in addition to the theory and practice of Swedish PT, Recreational Training Class Takingwas introduced into the PTI’s qualifying syllabus, with a strong emphasis upon Gymnastics (Vaulting, Agility, Parallel Bars, Horizontal Bar) Athletics, Boxing, Fencing, Gymnastics, Judo and Swimming. Many outstanding PT Branch Corps gymnasts and sportsmen emerged as a result.The primary purpose of the PT Branch was the physical training of recruits to develop them to a high enough standard to pass out and then go to ITCRM Lympstone for further infantry and commando training, however, sport still played an important role in the PTI’s daily life at Deal.The RM PT Branch, both at home and abroad, was responsible for the organisation of all of the many sports events held throughout the year. PT Instructors also had to pass the many sports coaching and officiating examinations during their 16-week PT2 Qualifying Course to prepare them for this role.During the 1950’s, all RM PTI’s had to be good at Swedish PT Class-taking and gymnastics, resulted in very high standards being achieved. The course main requirements for a PT Second Class (PT2) Instructor in the 1951 are shown below:1951 (RMRO 205) SPECIALIST QUALIFICATIONS – PHYSICAL TRAINERS (PT):‘General: There is a requirement in all Royal Marines units and establishment and in certain HM Ships and Royal Naval establishments for NCOs, with a specialist knowledge of P & RT and with a particular knowledge of Athletics, Boxing, Fencing, Judo and Swimming.’In 1951 the requirements to become a Qualified Physical Training Instructor, 2nd Class ( PT2) were:(i) To be able to teach and exercise, under supervision, Basic and Battle Physical Training, Daily Physical Exercises and Recreational Training.(ii) To be able to teach elementary principles of athletics, boxing, fencing, judo and swimming.(iii) Be a probationary referee in Association Football and Rugby Football, or Hockey, or Water Polo.(iv) To have reached the required standard in apparatus work and agility.A PT Instructor 1st Class (PT1) and a Staff PT Instructor (SPTI) were required to achieve even higher levels of sports qualifications than the above.In 1956, the recognition of the Royal Marines PT Branch, as distinct from being part of the Royal Navy PT Branch, was further enhanced when, under instruction B.R. 93 (51), the former RN. blue-edged PT vests were authorised to be replaced by the R.M. red-edged PT vests, and the PT2, PTI, and Staff PTI badges were confirmed as the red crossed clubs on a white background.From 1956 onwards all PT Instructors were strongly encouraged by the PT Branch to organise, coach and officiate a wide spectrum of sports, particularly in Athletics, Boxing, Fencing, Gymnastics, Judo and Swimming. Additionally, every PTI had to pass the Royal Lifesaving Bronze Medallion and be able to teach swimming to recruits, organise Swimming Galas and also officiate in Water-Polo matches.The Royal Navy PT School in Portsmouth, with its associated swimming, soccer and athletics facilities, became a major sports training centre for many RM PTI’s, who attended the wide range of sports coaching and officiating courses that were widely available at Pitt Street.38

Most of these RN sports courses were also recognised by the various national sports bodies as a nationally recognised qualification. It was not unusual for a PTI to be extremely well-qualified and be able to coach and officiate in several different sports to a very high standard.In the 1950’s – 1960’s Gymnastics in the PT Branch was an important subject for the PT2 qualifying courses. For the advanced RM PTI gymnasts, the Gymnastic Long Course at the APTC gymnasium at Aldershot was available, under the coaching of the international gymnast, Nik Stuart. This greatly raised the standard of the RM gymnastics and had the effect of requiring a high standard of gymnastic performance being expected on the PT Qualifying courses at Deal.Fencing was a prominent sport for RM PT Instructors in the 1950’s and the (below) group of PTI’s (C/Sgts. Holland, Hurst, Anderson, QMS Thompson and Capt. Neaves RM) won most of the major prizes in the 1951 Royal Tournament. Along with many other PTI’s Capt. Bob Thompson RM was another great fencer who won many fencing trophies and represented Northern Ireland in the 1958 British Empire Games in Cardiff.C/Sgt. PTI, Bob Anderson, was a most prominent fencer in the early 1950’s, winning many medals and trophies at both National and International level. Between 1951-1954 he won the foil and sabre competitions in the Combined Services Championships every year, and he had 103 foil bouts at the Royal Tournament, without losing a single bout.Bob Anderson also won two gold and three silver medals in the British Empire (now Commonwealth) Games in Auckland N.Z. in 1950, and he competed in the Helsinki Olympic Games in 1952.He became the Senior National Fencing Coach of Great Britain and Northern Ireland and coached the British Fencing Team for six different Olympics from 1956 to 1976. Later, he also became the President of the British Academy of Fencing, a great achievement.It can be concluded that the 1950’s was a very successful decade for sports coaching and performance in the PT Branch and the Corps in general.THE 1951 ROYAL TOURNAMENT:Fencing was a prominent sport for RM PT Instructors in the 1950’s and this group of PTI’s won most of the major prizes in the 1951 Royal Tournament.(L to R): C/Sgts. Holland, Hurst, and Anderson, QMS Thompson & Capt. Neaves RM.39

DEAL DRESSING ROOM IN THE LATE-1940’s:WALLY BULLIMOREA well-known Drill Instructor (DI) always pushed the door open, never knocked, smartly stepped inside, pace-stick under arm and, in his typical parade ground voice, shouted: 'No. 546 Squad, present and correct"! That great 'character' Frankie Pratt (alas, no longer with us) didn't think that a DI should come into our Dressing Room without knocking and decided to do something about it.When this particular squad was next due in, he left the Dressing Room door slightly ajar and balanced a bucket of very obnoxious liquid on top. He timed it well and it worked perfectly! The DI was not amused but he always knocked from then on!Same Frankie Pratt, same Dressing Room, very cold winter of 1947. He started by flicking a few flakes of snow around. He was then stripped off, ankles tied, and dragged around the Drill Field. He ended up in the Sick Bay - his rear end very battered and bruised!Same place, same era, different character. The one and only Tommy Lenham, ex- Golden Gloves Champion, Corps and Navy Rugby player, and a Boxing Instructor of great repute. He always came in by bike. One day, he came out of the Gym to go home for lunch - but no bike!Eventually, he found it dangling from the top of the high scaffolding used for climbing and the 'Death Slide". On another occasion, it was found in the reserve water tank, with just the saddle and handlebars showing above the water! The tank was situated on top of the galley behind the Gym. He took it all in good part and am sure he would have got his own back! Wally Bullimore.ANOTHER DRILL INSTRUCTOR STORYJohn BarrettAll Drill Instructors are open to be skylarked with. Usually it's the 'pace-stick' that gets taken to pieces, or float tested but on this day, he had a number of 'excused boots, or swimming' recruits with him and told them to ‘GUARD IT WITH THEIR LIVES!’It was clasped in a sweaty palm with the 'fear of God' look on the poor lad's face. The young PTI moved quickly, leaving the 'Holier than Thou' pace stick alone but attacked the No. 2 Tunic hanging on the peg.It was simple to sow one extra button on the long flap of the front about the right distance apart. It takes some believing, but to watch a (thick) DI start doing his jacket up only to find an extra button, undo it again, and this time start from the top only to find still one spare. He took about a full minute before it dawned on him to count the buttons! Even the Parade RSM, Dai Morgan, thought that wasone-upmanship for the PTIs.(Left): A 1940’s PT QUALIFYING COURSE: Back Row (L to R): Cpl Shepherd,Cpl Hoccam, Cpl Downton (later Major), L/Cpl Swann, L/Cpl Higgins, L/Cpl Williams.Front Row: C/Sgt Renles, Lt Col Haward, Capt. Lenham, C/Sgt. Jarvis.40

P.T. BRANCH GAZETTE 1st April, 1955.PT. School R.M.Commandant2 i/cTraining Officer R.S.M.: Major Martin Pound R.M.: Capt. T.M. Lenham R. M.: Capt. M.A. Marston R.M.: R.S.M. W. Chisholm: R.S.M. W.R. Clash (temp .addl. Aug. 1955)Corps Sports Course InstructorsFencing Instructor Boxing Instructor Swimming Instructor Judo Instructor: C/Sgt. K.E. Preece: C/sgt. I.D. Emerson: Sgt. K.E. Ketcher: C/Sgt. D.F.C. Mackenzie: Sgt. J.V. Lake: Sgt. P.B.R. Jackson: Sgt. W. T. Smee: C/Sgt. H. Lundu.o. 3 Cdo. Bde. (2/5/55) Depot Royal Marines DealP.T. & S. Officer Q.M.S.Depot StaffB Company: Lieut. R.F.G. Meadows R.M: Q.M.S. J. Day: C/Sgt. Thacker (SPTI): Sgt. W.D. McCully: Sgt. M. Steadman: Sgt. W.C. Sewell: Sgt. K. Llewellyn: Cpl. D.J. Sykes: Cpl. E. Savage: Cpl. R.J. Anderson: Cpl. W. L. Kelly: Cpl. J. Cronk (ty.add. RIC Greenwich-14/6/55): Cpl. O'Hare (u.o.3Cdo.Bde 25): Sgt. A.D. MacVicar (SPTI): Sgt. W.J. Burridge: Sgt. C.J. Putterill: W.E. Manning: Cpl. N. SargeantSwimming BathRoyal Marine Barracks EastneyP. T. & S. officer Q.M.S.: Lieut. C.G. Bellamy R.M.: Q.M.S. H.C. Hubbold: C/Sgt. E. Platt-Chance: C/Sgt. G. E. Thomas: Sgt. N. Davis: Cpl. G.N. Knight: Cpl..A.Mathers: Cpl.D.D. Smith: L/Cpl. M. F. Joyce41

Royal Marines Barracks PlymouthP.T. & S. Officer Lieut. P.G. Ferguson R. M.Q.M.S. Q.M.S. . F.J. SalterQ.M.S. J.A. Hawes (u.o. 42 Cdo 12/9/55) A/C/Sgt. J.W. RiceSgt. N.E. Ivins Cpl. L.G. Avery Sgt. J.H. ArmsbySgt. R. Martindale (to join 14/11/55)I.T.C.R.M.P. T. & S. Officer Capt. J.H. Hewitt R.M.Q.M.S. Q.M.S. W.G. JenkinsC/Sgt. E. Brace (u.o. Bde 3/11/55) Sgt. D.G. CookSgt. J.N. Purcell (u.o. HMS Thunderer 21st July) C/Sgt. D.J. LeachSgt. D.J. Evans Sgt. C.T. Rees Sgt. J.D. Barrett Sgt. H.H Peters Sgt.. AL.S. Beaton Cpl. A.E. Thompson L/Cpl. H. Hurrell L/Cpl. R. SquiresCpl. D.G. Lea (to join)42 Commando R.M.P. T. & S. officer : Capt. P.G. DownsQ.M.S. Q.M.S. L.S. Fairbairn Sgt. E.S. PaddonSgt. R.E. FordC/Sgt. W.A.E.G. Jones Sgt. E.S. RidoutCpl. G. M. McKinney Sgt. P. Jarvis A/Cpl. D. Talbot Sgt. EM. AlexandriaR.N. School of P.T. Capt NA Robinson RM Sgt. L. J. Maker Sgt. J.T.R. CooperR.N.C. Greenwich Sgt. A.A. Redmond Sgt. R.A.C. ThompsonCpl. J. Cronk (ty. add.-14/6/55.H.M.S. Ganges Sgt. C.0. MatherL/Cpl. L. Carless(?)HM.S. Vincent C/Sgt. J. Moyle Sgt. P.H. MarshallR.N.C. DartmouthP.T. & S. Officer : Capt. D. Shallow R.M.C/Sgt. H. Russell Sgt. W. BirchH.M.S. ThundererC/Sgt. R.B. Martin (u.o. Bde. 11/8/55)P.R.O.R.M.C/Sgt. F.A. PrattA.S.R.M.Sgt. A. Hart42

MEMORIES OF DEAL (1947-1962):BERT LUCASI first arrived in Deal in late 1945, coming in from sea to do an NCO's course and, having done it, was very happy to get back to sea again. Eventually in 1947, I returned to do the PT2 Qualifying Course, with Jock Chisholm as Staff Instructor, and later in 1951 to Re-Qualify with Harry Russell as the Staff Instructor.Many other contributors have mentioned the names of those early instructors and of the various 'characters' that were in the Branch at that time. Sadly, many of them have gone 'aloft' but it was nice to see so many of them at the 1971 PT Branch Reunion. I always remember 'Sticks' Hurst, the Fencing Instructor. Apart from his easy and simple way of teaching, he always had a matchstick fixing his cap badge in place of a pin!I had always thought that PTIs had a hard streak in them. A point I found out whilst qualifying, when doing a "back lift' over the 'high table', missing it and landing heavily on my back, half on and half off the mat, only to look up at the impassive face of Jock, saying: 'Get up and do it again’!I also remember having to do a quick body swerve to avoid an Indian Club whizzing past me, after not getting the hang of 'long and short swings'. Thus, I was introduced into our illustrious PT Branch.We all remember the serious side (and the discipline) of PT with its early morning inspections, clean vests, shorts, shoes, etc., followed by a period of PT Prac. On the 'rostrum', class taking, wall-bars and beams, correct terminology, with free periods brushing up on apparatus and vaulting, chair tricks, etc. I also remember the 'high bar' in the Annexe, which notice read: “It will come".Apart from all that are the memories of all the tricks and pranks played on each other, like finding one's bike secured to the top of the gym rafters by the 'ropes' or in the outside water tank. And, of course, that horrible 'Gooey Muck", so gleefully made up before the event and so gleefully applied to the young instructors at the Passing Out ceremony for initiation - I had always thought PTIs also had a perverted sense of humour!Probably my best period at Deal was after a couple of tours abroad, to finish off the time in the Corps and then later at Deal attached to the RMSM Boys Wing in charge of their PT and Recreation Training.A nice bungalow ashore, family relations and friends coming down on weekends, a chance to play all my favourite sports - golf, hockey, athletics, etc. - and to be able to take advantage of all the facilities available.Perhaps this was the hardest working period but, apart from the physical side, I found that the experience gained in the day-to-day administrative and organisation work with the RMSM Boys was such a great help for me when going out to 'Civvy Street’.I was able to continue much along the same lines as a Recreation Officer in London with young people until my final retirement. So, what more can you ask for?A. E. LucasPhoto above: The 1947 PT2 Qualifiers Course, with Bert Lucas, back row, second from the right.43

MY EXPERIENCES OF DEAL & BEYOND:MARK CLINEIt was a cold and frosty morning on 23rd Dec 1953 when I pedalled up St Michael’s Road, In Bedford, on an old ‘sit up and beg’ lady’s bicycle,complete with wicker basket attached to the handlebars! At the top of the road, with the junction of Kimbolten Road, stood a large imposing house and though it fronted the latter road, the back garden ran down the side of St Michael’s, shielded from the road by a trimmed privet hedge, in which was a wicket gate.As I drew almost level with the said gate, a well-dressed young man in his mid-twenties, with a little terrier dog at his heels, stepped out on to the pavement. The little dog promptly dashed across the road and, taking evasive action to avoid the mutt, (the dog, not the man) the bicycle went one way, and I went the other! Having got to my feet, without much dignity, I told the young man in no uncertain terms what I would do to his dog, and then to him if I ever met him again. He merely smiled and walked on because that second meeting was not long in coming!At the end of March 1954, having joined the Royal Marines a fortnight earlier, I was the first man in No.3 team during a Swedish PT lesson. Now, for those of you who have not had the privilege of serving at the old PT School at Deal, at times the sliding doors between No.1 and No. 2 gym were slid open and the Squad’s PT class was conducted across both of them.Facing the front door were Nos. 2 & 3 teams. Shortly after the lesson started a Lieutenant RM, resplendent in Blues and Sam Brown, came through the door, and stood not more than six feet in front of me. I was horrified to see that this splendid figure was the very same young man I had threatened to throw over his fence!Though nothing was said at the time, I was sure he recognized me, but he clearly could not quite reconcile the bombastic punk at St Michael’s Road, Bedford with the puny shorn individual in the over-size shorts who stood in front of him! I agonized from that moment onwards, imaginingI would be summoned before a higher authority and told to pack my bags and depart from the Depot, bringing to an end my short adventure!Fortunately, the latter never happened, and it was only much later in my service career thatI realized that even if the young man had recognized me, his good nature and manners would have prevented him from taking the matter further. The gentleman in question was later to be our Inspector of Physical Training, Major Dickie Meadows MBE, the decoration having been awarded for his gallant conduct during the EOKA emergency in Cyprus.The RSM of the PT School, for it was thus termed at the time, was RSM Bob Clash and our Squad PTI was Sergeant ‘Mick’ McCully, a large man with a square face and whom the strikers, all Corporals, tried to persuade us was an ex German prisoner of war! I remember those Corporals well, as three of the four lived on the same floor in ‘K’ Block as my squad. The three were ‘Gregory’ Peck, Bill Manning and ‘Jock’ Miller.44

I was especially thankful to a Sergeant Jack Puttock who spent a lot of time teaching me handstands and other groundwork. Though only slight of stature, Jack had exceptional upper body strength, as I remember him lying prone on the mat, rocking on to his shoulders and pushing up to a handstand – wow! It was a period of time when I saw and learnt a lot in a very happy and relaxed atmosphere!This however was soon shattered for on return from Easter leave, the Re-qualifying course commenced. I learnt there were to be four of us on the course, ‘Taff’ Cousins, ‘Olly’ Oldfield, ‘Jock’ Stark and myself under the care of ‘Sticks’ Emmerson. Thinking back, it is interesting to note that apart from John Stark, I never did know the given first names of the other two. We were put through our paces of pain by the unsympathetic ‘Sticks’, from PT Prac. first thing in the morning until way into the evening, then homework and cleaning of gear.Happily, we all passed the course and after the dreaded ‘initiation’ of used engine oil, paint and any other muck that the PT staff could find, it was reported that the Unit Paint Shop had run out of pussers green paint. Also, Wale on The Strand, the local hardware store, had never sold so much White Spirit since the last Qualifying Course! It was many days before we were paint free. However, on the plus side we were welcomed into the hallowed space of the PTI’s Dressing Room. ‘Ollie’ and ‘Taff’ left the Corps.After their short-term engagements, and sadly I never did meet them again. John Stark though went on to greater things in the Branch and the Corps, being appointed, in the course of his career, a Staff PTI, PT QMS at the PT Wing (by this time all Corps Schools were referred to as Wings) RSM of 45 Cdo and subsequently commissioned, retiring as a Captain with an MBE.I served at Deal till the end of 1956 and during my time there the highlight was the Depot Searchlight Tattoo. The PT staff put on a Window Ladder display, the last time I believe we did so. ‘Jock’ Chisholm did the commentary, beautifully turned out in full white PT kit, and a lady spectator was overheard to ask why he had a cushion stuffed up his vest!45Mark Cline is in the back row, fourth from the right, together with others of the PT Staff at Deal.THE RM DEAL PT SCHOOL LADDER DISPLAY TEAM IN THE 1950’s.

I arrived at ITCRM, as it was called at the time, in January the following year and encountered a whole new era of Physical Training. The PT Officer was a Captain Hewett who seemed to spend a lot of his time riding a horse (not the gym type) around the camp and Woodbury common.The Staff PTI, who was also the senior NCO in the Gym as there was no QMS appointment, was C/Sgt ‘Smokey’ Hart and the Sgts that I remember were ‘Tansy’ Lee, Murray Alexander, ‘Sticks’ Voller and Howard James. The Corporals, Harry Hurrell, Andy Anderson, ‘Nobby’ Clarke, Albert Mather, John Stark and Eric Coxon. ‘Tansy’ Lee, a Mancunian with a very short fuse, known by the recruits and young officers as ‘Logs Lee’, was the terror of the trainees! Whilst the recruits did a single 45 minutes of BPT, the YO’s did a double period stint, usually between stand easy and lunch.I well remember the incident when the USMC Major, attached to the YO’s class, was put in his place by the dreaded ‘Tansy’. The Yo’s had been through the whole gambit of BPT, assault course, fireman’s lift, tarzan course and, of course, log exercises. The batch arrived back at the gym utterly exhausted with just 5 minutes to go before the end of the class and were clearly ready to be dismissed.‘Tansy’, however, had other ideas, announcing “Take your webbing off, and around the assault course”, to which the Major replied, “Like a pig’s arse we will”. ‘Tansy’ rushed at him, grabbed him by the front of his jacket and without breaking step, pushed him up against the outside wall of the Gym, and with his index finger not an inch from the victim’s nose replied, “Like a pig’s arse you will”, and of course, they did!After their jaunt around the assault course, the Major went to Captain Hewett and asked, “What the hell do you feed him on – hate tablets?!”I was to meet ‘Tansy’ only once more, after leaving on my draft to 40 Commando and that was 46 years later, at the 2003 PT Reunion, for he crossed the bar a year later. Once again proving what a wonderful opportunity, the PT Reunion affords us to reunite with long ago friends.I will bring this narrative to a close here, for I have gone on long enough. Further PT adventures are to come when I returned from Commando Brigade in 1960!Mark Cline.Mark Cline at 80 & now living in Australia46From Peter Brown: As a new recruit in 1961 at Deal, I well remember the Gym periods and the Swedish PT classes of course. Roy Hinds was our PT Instructor and I thought he was great! However, he did promise the best 751 Squad gym team (mine) a crate of beer at the end of the training – but we never saw it!He was gymnastic Instructor a few years later, when I was on my PT2 Course, but I didn’t like to mention the imaginary crate of beer, although I have never forgotten his promise. I also remember the well-known routine of having to shower and get changed from our PT kit into our denims and boots rig under two minutes, otherwise your clothes, plimsoles etc. would be thrown unceremoniously out of the shower room windows. I still also distinctly remember one of the PTI strikers enjoying all of this mayhem very much indeed – it was one Mark Cline –thank you Mark, for keeping me on my toes!

From Peter Brown:In 1960, having been in the Royal West Kent Army Cadet Force for 8 years (A Cadet QMS & Drum Major) I decided to join up but was not sure what regiment to join.I saved up the fare and then took a bus trip all the way from Maidstone to Deal to attend the RM Searchlight Tattoo, which I thought was amazing – especially when the corps buglers marched to the RM Commando March Sarie Marais – that was it!There was then no doubt whatsoever who to join and I joined the corps at Deal on 1st January 1961 and marched into the Guardroom at the stroke of 09.00 as ordered!47

THE ROYAL MARINES PT SCHOOL AT DEAL IN THE 1950’S:48

An interesting summary of instructor notes from 1954:PREPARE EACH LESSON FULLY, IN ADVANCE.Divide each lesson into an introduction, the development, where new matter is explained and consolidation, where the vital factors are driven home.SUIT YOUR INSTRUCTION TO THE DULLER TRAINEES.If the duller trainees follow the lesson the instruction is successful. If not , it is a failure.ASK QUESTIONS FREQUENTLY.Questions check the efficiency of your instruction, stimulate interest, provide a break & are the best method of revision.KNOW YOUR SUBJECT.Your knowledge must be well that of above the trainees. If not, you will lack confidence.SPEAK CLEARLY, DISTINCTLY & WITHOUT MONOTONY.Address yourself to the students at the back of the class, those in front will hear without difficulty.USE EVERYDAY LANGUAGE.Unusual words and an academic style are unsuited to practical training.LOOK AT THE CLASS.Talking to the blackboard & out of the window will not get the subject across.BE SYMPATHETIC & AVOID SARCASM.See the difficulties & problems through the eyes of your trainee.AVOID DISTRACTING MANNERISMS.These cause inattention & reduce the efficiency of instruction.USE ANALOGIES.These capture interest & assit learning.STIMULATE CLASS ACTIVITY.This avoids boredom & inattention.SET A PERSONAL EXAMPLE.Your appearance, bearing, punctuality & behaviour must be beyond reproach.BE PURPOSEFUL & ENTHUSIASTIC.Enthusiasm is infectious, so is apathy.EXAMINE TRAINEE NOTEBOOKS REGULARLY.Notebooks give an indication of the zeal of the trainee & whether he is grasping the subject.CRITICIZE YOURSELF CONTINUOUSLY.If the results are indifferent, the fault may well be with you & not with the trainee.ACKNOWLEDGE YOUR LIMITATIONS.If you do not know the answer to a question, say so, but find out.49

HQ CDO BDECpl. D. Muller-Cooper Cpl. B. Smith40 CDO RMQMS D.F.C. Mackenzie QMS StelfoxQMS Ridout Sgt A. WilsonSgt A.W. Mitchell Sgt D.C. Williams Cpl R. Dickens Cpl B. Tennick41 CDO. RMQMS J.A. Hawes QMS J.H. Sharland C/Sgt H. JonesSgt C.D. Watts42 CDO RMRSM C.C.J. Deakin QMS P. Maxwell Sgt R. Martindale Sgt J. BickfordSgt W. Neilson Cpl W. Logue Cpl R.G. Hannah Cpl J. Milburn Cpl D. Newton Cpl R.D. BrownROYAL NAVAL ESTABLISHMENTSRN School of PTCaptain J.P. McNulty RM Sgt J.W. StarkSgt B.J. StokesRMTC (Med)Sgt N. SteadmanImperial Ethiopian Navy(Lieutenant. IRN) QMS A. HartBRNC Dartmouth Captain D.L. Quested RM C/Sgt K. LlewellynSgt B.D. LindleyRNC Greenwich Sgt P. Marshall Sgt J. RutherfordRNEC ManadonSgt K. DaviesRMFVRSgt. A.E. MathersPT BRANCH LOCATIONS - 195643 CDO RMSgt P. JarvisCpl R.G. Stevenson45 CDO RMC/Sgt R.D. Emerson C/Sgt B.S. Allen C/Sgt E.S. Paddon C/Sgt J.V. LakeSgt T.J. Miller Sgt H.H. Peters Sgt J. Smith Cpl B. Makings Cpl A. Pickwick A/Cpl R. Hind Cpl R. RiversITCRMLieutenant E.D. Watson RM C/Sgt R.A. MoyseC/Sgt T.R. Llewellyn Sgt L.J. MakerSgt E.S. Ridout Sgt R.J. Anderson Sgt A.C. Clarke Set H. HurrellCpl P. Grinstead Cpl R.K. Hardy Cpl W. Nixon Cpl. WyllieCpl C.F. HealyCpl K. Cunningham (u/o HIS NUBIAN) Cpl G.J. HoarCpl T. MoranJSAWCC/Sgt. PurcellRMB PLYMOUTHC/Sgt. W.A.E.G. Jones Awaiting terminal leave)PRORMSgt. D.J. ReynoldsH.M. SHIPSHMS ALBIONSgt N. DavisHMS TIGERC/Sgt. W. Birch Cpl G. RoyleHMS CENTAURSgt B.V.B. AlexanderHMS LOCH RUTHVENCpl F. HalpinHMS ARK ROYALSgt A.E. ThompsonHMS BELLEROPHONCpl J. GaneHMS PROTECTORCpl E. BoothHMS LIONCpl C.L. Taylor50

AN OLD MAN’S STRUGGLE THROUGH LIFE!RON MOYSEI joined Corps a a Boy Bugler in mid-1943 and served with the RM Band, mostly pensioners from WW1! This was at HMS Raleigh then, as now, the initial RN training establishment. I then transferred to the ranks at the first opportunity in 1946 and despite being a Plymouth rating, landed in a Chatham squad, 461!My first draft was to HMS Superb, a six-inch cruiser. But not for long, as I was soon en- route to a JNCO’s course in double quick time! After passing that, I then went on to undergo a PT2’s course in 1948, alongside the likes of Bill Sykes, Ted Paddon and others.Among the others was one Dusty Ridge, (who later changed his name for reasons best known to him!). Dusty had considerable war experience as a commando SNCO and was much older than the rest of the class, some 28 years of age I’d say.The point of mentioning him was that he was an outstanding sportsman. Prior to the war he was on Port Vale’s books as a professional footballer. He also played cricket for a county now lost in the mists of my mind! He was a useful boxer, although he never pursued the sport seriously.All this led him to playing for the RN and RM on a regular basis. To say that Dusty was ‘renowned’ is probably a major understatement, as he was often in scrapes of one kind or another, both in the service and also with the local constabulary, hence the eventual name change, eh?On completion of the PT course, I became an instructor at the Commando Training Centre at Bickleigh, before being pitchforked into a so-called ‘volunteer’ unit, 41 Independent Commando under Colonel Douglas Drysdale, who withstood fools not too favourably and personally interviewed all the original 41 NCO’s before accepting them for service!During my two years in the Far East, I was involved in many behind the line amphibious raids, including those from the troop-carrying submarine, USS Perch. Then came the notorious battle of the Chosin Reservoir, where I managed to survive it all without a scratch, except fora dislocated shoulder, suffered when putting on a judo display in Japan (of all places!) with the infamous ‘Sticky’ Dodds.Travelling home from the Korean War aboard SS Georgic, a WW2 refloated troopship, I was coerced into taking some PT classes by the OC Embarked Troops. On completion of taking a ladies and kiddies session one morning in the Indian Ocean and relaxing on a bollard, the ship’s captain’s steward came mincing towards me. On a tray he had a bottle of Carlsberg neatly decorated with a red ribbon! The accompanying note invited me (along with a ‘friend’) to dine in his quarters that night!I duly appearing with a hard hitting oppo of mine, we both partook of the various goodies on offer and all the liquor freely available! However, before the predictable ‘invites’ were put on the table, somewhat already totally satiated we both scarpered, never to be invited back again!On completion of our passage home, we disembarked in Liverpool at 02.00, to be greeted by HM Customs finest and were thoroughly searched before boarding a troop train bound for sunny Guzz!51

52I duly appearing with a hard hitting oppo of mine, we both partook of the various goodies on offer and all the liquor freely available! However, before the predictable ‘invites’ were put on the table, somewhat already totally satiated we both scarpered, never to be invited back again!On completion of our passage home, we disembarked in Liverpool at 02.00, to be greeted by H.M. Customs finest and were thoroughly searched before boarding a troop train bound for sunny Guzz!On return, a fairly service usual career pattern emerged, promotion courses were tackled all successfully including the grind of the RSM’s course! A most enjoyable stint at BRNC in the gym where, on the staff board, I found my uncle’s name, Jack Moyse, who served there in a similar capacity prior to WW2!I then served in The Junior Boy’s Wing in Deal, The RN Cadet Training Ship, HMS Triumph, and also some interspersed commando units, with only one not served in (40 Commando). Service in 45 Commando in Aden was marked (literally!) in my memory, when I was stabbed in the foot when taking part in an unarmed combat display during a Unit Tattoo in Little Aden. The assailant? No other than the hyperactive Ken Wilson of the 1971 PT Reunion fame!My final commando draft was to 42 Commando for service in Singapore, Borneo and culminating in the British withdrawal from Aden. A rather unusual and probably unique, feature of that was the fact that I relieved my old squad instructor in the RSM’s post!As retirement form the Corps beckoned, a number of opportunities presented themselves,the winner being extended service in the RN&RM Careers Service, where a commission took me on to the age of 55, serving in such diverse places as Manchester and, delightfully, Inverness, twice. Even then I merely shed my green uniform for one of khaki, in a kilted regiment bearing the grand title of ‘Permanent Staff Administrative Officer’ with a TA unit in the rank of Captain. Another stayin Inverness, this time for five years!Finally, civilian life followed, but not completely free of Forces involvement. I found myself ‘volunteered’ as both a caseworker and secretary with SSAFA Forces Help, and even when I left Scotland my past caught up with me for similar connections in Dorset. Nevertheless, it was a very rewarding pastime, when most people afforded some help expressed their appreciation.After such a long time in uniform I am able to reflect on much, not the least being my family’s Corps connections. I related a brief history of the Moyse tradition in a Globe & Laurel article in the May/June edition of 2001.In the article, I mentioned that the first Moyse joined the Corps in 1842, starting an unbroken line into 2000, when my son left the Corps as a Major – and who had served alongside his brother,a Surgeon Lt Commander in the 3rd Commando Brigade. Quite a good innings really!RON MOYSE.

Former PTI/Corps RSM, Phil Gilby MBE, presented Korea War veterans Cyril Blackman,Ron Moyse& Jack Edmunds with their appreciation certificates from the Korean Embassy.Above: Ron Moyes (Back row, third from the left) as a very fit and much younger PTI in the late 1950’s.53

FORMER PTI/RSM RON MOYSE RM – KOREA VETERAN:With the kind support of the RMA Poole members, we recently celebrated the 93rd birthday of Korea veteran Ron Moyse at the Canford Chase Nursing Home in Poole. Ron has had a rough time recently, losing his wife after 65 years of marriage and then sadly having a stroke, leaving him partly paralysed on one side of his body.We were unable to circulate the event widely as we were restricted to 20 persons on the premises because of the Covid situation. Our President Maj Gen Andy Keeling CB CBE attended along with the AIPTRM WO1 ‘Lukey’ Luke, Phil Gilby MBE, Ray Gunning and myself, as well as the RMA Poole and family members.Ron’s fine Royal Marines service is posted separately, but here are some of the photos (below) taken of Ron’s (having suffered a stroke and lost his hearing) a much-deserved special birthday event. Pinning on Ron’s PT Branch badge.The RM Drummers- A fine display for Ron!(Above): Ron Moyse admires his 93rd Birthday cake delivered to his nursing home from the PT Branch.Ron with his two sons - Graham (former Surgeon Lt. Cdr.) & Bob (former Major RM)Our President, Maj. Gen Andy Keeling CB CBE, congratulating Ron on his 93rd birthday.“Permission to march off, please Sir!”54

THE RM PT SCHOOL IN THE 1960’s:In the 1960’s and 1970’s the potential PT2 ‘Qualifier’ completed a thorough training and examination PT course of sixteen weeks and the PT1 Re-qualifier a course of eleven weeks.The Staff PT Instructor was no longer required to do a SPTI course but was made a probationary SPTI for three months and then upgraded if his knowledge and personal performance was considered to beof a suitably high standard. The PT & Sports Officer did almost six months training.The subjects on which the PT Qualifier were required to pass out successfully included: PT Theory, PT Practical, Medical Studies, Gymnastics, Class Taking, Cricket, Hockey, Football, Rugby, Basketball, Minor Games, Athletics, Swimming and Lifesaving, Judo, and General Duties. For the sports subjects the qualifier was expected to pass examinations in both coaching and officiating.For the Royal Marine PTI’s at Deal, sports coaching became a normal daily activity, with a continuous stream of Recruits, Junior Marines and Junior Musicians to practice their coaching skills on. There was regular sport on at least two afternoons a week, as well as evening activities and sports matches on Saturday afternoons.In the 1960’s the Gymnastics High Box was also included in the PT2 syllabus, but Football was dropped. Gymnastics remained particularly strong with PT Branch gymnasts providing a Corps Gymnastics Team.Rugby also became very strong during this period, as did Judo, which was encouraged at Corps level. As a result, there was a very strong Corps Judo Team of Black Belts, who competed in many Judo competitions, including representation at the British National Championships level.Similar moves to embrace sport in the Royal Navy took place during this decade and the Royal Navy PT Instructors (1st Class) were required to have nine separate sports qualifications (as either a coach, referee, umpire, or official) in the various games and sports now available throughout the Royal Navy.On the 31st March 1961, the Royal Marines gained full Command status in Royal Navy sporting competitions. As a separate (and the smallest) RN Sports Command, this emphasised the need to raise the standard of Corps sportsmen in order to compete with the numerically larger RN Commands of Portsmouth, Plymouth and the Naval Air Command in Yeovilton.Portsmouth, with the RN School of PT and sports stadium located at Pitt Street, became the geographical centre for much Navy sport. On the 17th May 1962 the Corps Sports Office moved from the PT Branch in Deal to the Royal Marines Barracks in Eastney, and Major Alvey RM assumed the title of both the Inspector of Physical Training and the RM Command Sports Secretary.In the early 1970’s, under Major Jeff Beadle MC MBE RM and a small team of PTI’s, the Corps Sports Office at RMB Eastney was responsible for encouraging Corps sport and they also produced regular copies of ‘The Sportsman’, which contained a regular and comprehensive summary of Corps sport activity, and was circulated to all RM Units, at home and abroad.The Gymnasium at the Royal Marines Barracks in Eastney became a sporting ‘Centre of Excellence’, particularly for Corps Boxing, Fencing, Football, Rugby and Athletics. As a result, many outstanding Corps Sportsmen trained at Eastney and reached the highest competitive level in many sports.With the Corps Sports Office in RMB Eastney, interest in Corps sport in the 1960’s and 1970’s grew enormously, and the number of PTI’s qualifying as sports coaches and officiating qualifications greatly increased. Many PTI’s reached the highest levels of sports representation, and the 1960’s and 1970’s were very successful decades for corps sport.55

BECOMING AN RM PTI AT DEAL IN THE 1960’S:In the 1960’s, following recruit training, the first steps to become eligible to be considered for a PT2 Course, was to serve their initial period in a Commando unit overseas, as well as then passing a Junior Command Course.Those considered suitable and were extremely fit, outstanding at sport and good gymnastic ability, could then complete an aptitude course to be selected to become a Physical Training Instructor 2nd Class (PT2). This consisted of a thorough and extremely demanding 12- weeks of specialist training prior to passing the required exams and then receiving their crossed- clubs badge.Once a PT2 had served around two years training recruits, the instructor would then normally revert to Royal Marines General Service, in Commando Units abroad, or at sea on HM Ships, for a period of 2-3 years.If selected, they would then return to Deal for their upgrading on a PTI 1st Class Course for 12 weeks of further training. Following the course, if successful, they would then resume their specialist role of being a PT Instructor either throughout the corps, or perhaps remain at Deal for a further period, training recruits and Junior Musicians. By this stage they were normally become very experienced and highly qualified PTI’s, top quality Corps sportsmen and good gymnasts. The best of these would be selected to become Staff PT Instructors (SPTI’s) – the esteemed top qualification of the PT Branch. Staff PTI’s would then take their turn in training the PT Qualification courses.Selected Officers would also undertake similar and very demanding Physical Training and Sports Officer (PT & SO) training and then served in that role, as well as General Service in the Corps. Such high-standard Officers often went on to have very distinguished careers, reaching the highest Officer ranks.56

(Above): The original PT School Gymnasium in the old South Barracks of The Depot RM isstill there, but following the sale of the Royal Marines Barracks in the 1980’s has now been converted into housing. However, many former Deal PTI’s still have strong memories of the blood, sweat and tears experienced during their PT Instructor training.(Left): A PT2 instructors qualification course photo in 1964. After 16 weeks of intensive training, if successful, they would be awarded their coveted PT2 instructor’s badge.THE ROYAL MARINES PT SCHOOL AT DEAL:57

ONCE A PTI – ALWAYS A PTI!BY SAM SMITH (IN AUSTRALIA)I was born on St Patrick’s day1940 in India, my father was an officer attached to the Indian Army and I wanted to be close to mum and dad. Dad died in India 1945, and we were repatriated to the UK. After going through several schools, I ended up finishing school at the Belfast Technical College and started an apprenticeship in the linen trade.At 16 I fudged my age and joined the Territorial Army in the Royal Army Service Corps (RASC). At 18 I decided that factory work was not for me and joined the Royal Marines in 1958, with 693 Squad.Passing for duty, I then went to 45 Commando in Malta for my first posting and then later to Aden. Upon return to the UK, I went on a JNCO’s course, passed and somehow ended up being sent to Deal to do a PT2 course! I joined 12 other hopefuls and started training. Our staff instructor was the famed Tug Wilson, and we were tutored by many other PT legends such as Mick Rutherford (boxing), Jock Joyce, (fencing), Doc Halliday (athletics) and Ted Paddon (cricket).After the PT2 course (from which 6 of us survived!) I took my first squad through and then went on a SNCO’s course and managed to pass that! I then went back to Deal as a member of staff and taking another squad.Although I had been reasonable at most sports in general at school, I was never really interested in developing any of the skills. The PT course changed all that and I found that I enjoyed most of the activities.(Photo Left): Sam Smith (Right Rear) on his PT2 Course at Deal with many PT Branch future leaders.Although perhaps I was not very good at gymnastics in general, especially groundwork, vaulting was my best, and all from 3 paces! I had no problem with 2 long boxes end on end - remember them? Then there was Judo, where I somehow got the name of ‘The Blob’ for holds in groundwork! Also, in fencing, basketball, water polo and swimming at unit and corps levels.Although previously an acting corporal, when I was posted to 42 Commando, I went as a Marine and joined L company in Singapore in late 1962. A few weeks after being there we were called off the beach to get back to barracks ASAP. We soon found ourselves on the way to Brunei as there was a rebellion of some sort going on and Gurkhas had been killed. Only two thirds of L Company were able to be airlifted to Brunei, for whatever logistical reasons.We took over the Brunei Hotel and Captain Moore RM briefed us as to the situation, as well as reorganising the company into smaller sections. This caused me to be put in charge of a section of six. We took off early next morning to what has become known as the LIMBANG RAID. John Bickford was one of the Sergeants in the company. A month after the raid I was promoted to Corporal.From there it was back and forth between Singapore and Borneo in general. In between these trips, there was The Malaysian Games to celebrate the uniting of the Malayan countries. A big parade was held in Kuching and sports were contested by several teams from the newly formed Federation. The Royal Marines teams did extremely well at these games, taking quite a few medals, especially water polo and swimming. It fdelt great to be part of both those teams - a wonderful experience.58

Following my time in the Far East, I returned to Deal to complete a prequalifying course, along with a few other legends, including Mick Wylie (Navy boxer) and Bill Nixon (also a Corps boxer). This time we had Bill Sykes as our staff instructor and Martin Joyce was around to help with the Fencing and other skills.Some of the antics the staff got up to in my time at Deal were also very memorable! For instance,if a group were in the rest room someone was likely to open the door they would hit a golf ball with a cricket bat – and we all know how those things ricochet around an enclosed space, with bodies diving everywhere!I also remember being chased out on to the front field by Royston Kear, after hitting him in the face with a basketball while we were messing around in the gym! Then there was the cleaning of the gym. Floors had to be covered in linseed oil and sawdust, then brushed up and polished. Beams had to be brushed down. I remember Taff Rees walking along those beams in the ceiling as though he was on the floor sweeping up!In between all this fun and frolics, I managed to get myself to brown belt in Judo, be part of the team for basketball and also take part in a couple of high box vaulting displays. There were many good times at Deal for me with many good people, including Mark Cline, Taff Williams, Red Skelton,Barry Millerchip, Derek Dodderell (Jason), Del Sherrif, and Vic Harris, to name but a few. I can honestly state that Deal was always my favourite posting - I just loved the place!I finished my time at ATURM as the Unit PTI and at the rank of Sergeant, I got myself involved with the SBS section in training and endurance. I also did the usual PT things with unit sports, taking (and often becoming a member) to various inter unit competitions.I thought VERY hard before deciding to leave the corps and in the end I did. I taught PE for a while, then came out to Australia and after a year out here doing different things joined the Ambulance Service of New South Wales and stayed for 30 years! I gained my degree in Pre- Hospital care (Paramedic Degree) and ended up a senior officer in the service.At the time of writing this, I have been retired 10 years. I had the pleasure of getting to the PT Reunion at Deal (July 2011) and caught up with a few old faces and still recognised them after all this time! It was a fantastic trip, and I am glad I got around to attending one!In conclusion, I can say that during my eight years in the Royal Marines of all the people I met and served with in the corps, there was not one real ratbag among them, unlike some of those I have met in Civvy Street!I am now involved with the RMA New South Wales Branch out here in Australia and truly, as they say, ‘Once a Marine Always a Marine’. It never leaves seems to leave the blood- and neither does being a PTI! Thanks for the memories, they will never leave me! Sam Smith.(Ed. Sadly, Sam Smith passed away very quickly after a serious illness in 2021 and having wrote this article Sam made a generous donation to the RMA PT Branch just prior to his passing).59

ANOTHER DAY AT THE DEPOTBY LESLIE JOHN MAKERLike most people of my era, having served in the Branch for over twenty years, when asked to relate a funny incident, we get spoilt for choice. After all, in the 1950’s, skylarking and practical joking was a way of life! Finding your boots nailed to the deck and all your buttons removed was commonplace!However, there was one incident which even to this day brings a smile to my face whenever I think about it....Picture, if you will, the swimming bath at Deal with a class of Requals, just coming to the end of a gruelling session of life saving and all things aquatic, feeling very tired, or perhaps a better way to put it - 'knackered". When you're in that state, the last thing you need is what happened that day!A Drill Instructor arrived to report his squad. On seeing the Requals. Just about on their chinstraps, and somewhat flagging, he decided to hold forth with a lot of micky-taking verbal abuse. One could have mistakenly admired his tenacity but for the fact that he was too thick to realise the dangerous position that he was putting himself in!This particular Drill Instructor was noted for his verbosity and, this day, he was really carried away with it, so much so that he failed to notice that two of the Requals had come out of the water and were making their way toward him.What happened next can only be described as a masterpiece of co-ordinated teamwork, as both Requals, moving in unison, collected the Drill Instructor and deposited him in the water in the blink of an eye. So slick was their manoeuvre that the Drill Instructor was flying through the air in the position of attention and his pace stick was still jammed under his arm when he hit the water! He didn't take it too kindly, but then Drill Instructors never did like it up ‘em!The sequel to this incident is that on all subsequent swimming periods for his squad, the duty of reporting the squad to the swimming bath staff was then delegated to a Section Commander. As I've said before, even to this day, the thought of that Drill Instructor flying through the air fully booted and spurred, still brings a smile to my face!Ah yes, 'Who was that Drill Instructor?", you ask. It was none-other than the notorious Wally (‘Stand- still-while-I'm-hitting-you’) Scott!Leslie John Maker.A fine PTI and fencer, C/Sgt. Leslie John Maker was the personification of a fine PTI.(Photo Left): Leslie John as the 1958 Royal Marines Dismounted Champion at Arms.(Photo Right): Leslie John, conducting the draw at a Kent PTI’s Reunion in the 1990’s.60

61AN OLD SALT: FRANK ALLENHands up all those who knew Les Maker? So did I. A fine fencer in his time, a good all- rounder, and to me (not long in the Branch and still wet behind the ears) definitely one of the 'old school’. At the timeI am thinking of, members of the old school were not much revered by the new generation of up-and-comers in the PT Branch. We were the ones with the youth, energy and big ideas. We were the future, and they were the past - yet the old school had much to teach us!Les had the unenviable task of teaching "General Duties" when I was on a PT course at Deal, a difficult subject to put across at the best of times. The fact that G.D. periods were usually programmed to follow bouts of intense pain and anguish in the gym didn't help, and because of this we were rarely at our most attentive when he was at the lectern expounding the finer points of filing systems, or cricket bat maintenance.However, there were always three rays of sunshine to be enjoyed when Les was lecturing. You could almost set your watch by them. The first occurred exactly ten minutes into every lesson. There would be a tap on the door and in would come 'Dusty' - storeman, clerk and general gym factotum. Les never paused at this point but would press on, listing the duties of a groundsman, while Dusty padded silently to the lectern and placed a huge steaming mug of hot sweet tea beside him. Dusty would then leave as silently as he'd entered, but just before he closed the door, the second ray of sunshine would appear. At that precise moment, in the middle of whatever he was talking about, Les would call "Cheers Dusty", just as the door clicked shut.For the third ray of sunshine, we had to wait until the very end of the period. Having made the mug of tea last throughout his lecture, Les would take a final swig, drain it dry, and say: 'Any questions?... No? Good!’ - and out he would go. Not much to shout about you might say, but that little ritual helped bolster course morale no end!Just why we decided to have a go at him and risk spoiling it all, I can't remember but at some pointa little plan was suggested, discussed, agreed and finally put into action. Shortly before a General Duties period one day, a diversion was arranged to lure Dusty away from the tea-boat for five minutes and, in his absence, the deed was quickly done. The sugar pot, relieved of two-thirds of its contents, was topped up with salt and given a good shake before being returned to its place by the kettle. It only remained for Dusty to administer the poison.Although I'm sure we all tried hard not to lean forward too eagerly at our desks when Les walked in and began his lecture, he must have sensed that we were hanging on his every word that day? He was soon to find out why. Ten minutes into the lecture, a tap on the door: enter Dusty bearing the poisoned chalice. We watched gleefully as he place it care- fully on the usual spot and made his way silently back to the door. 'Cheers, Dusty’...There followed something from Les about how to fill in an order form for Pusser's paint before he paused in mid-flow and raised the mug to his lips. You could have heard a pin drop. A flicker of alarm suddenly appeared in his eyes as he took the first fatal swig. For a moment he hesitated, holding it in the mouth and wondering what to do. Then he swallowed the lot and carried on as if nothing had happened. In that instant we were beaten. Les continued the lecture, taking regular pulls at his mug and spinning the drink out to the very end of the period, just as he always did. Then came the final twist of the dagger.With a look of relish on his face, he drained the last, saltiest, swig of all and thumped the mug down on the lectern for the last time. A pause... 'Any questions?... No?' He swept us with a last triumphant look, catching every eye. "Good!" he said and out he went, closing the door softly behind him. We sat in complete silence. Game, set and match to the 'Old School". Frank Allen.

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PEHR HENRIK LING AND SWEDISH PT:Pehr Henrik Ling(Above): Pehr Henrik Ling’s Swedish PT exercise tables, as practised in Sweden.(Below): With some trepidation new recruits form up and prepare for their daily PT session in the 1960’s. They would soon be instructed in progressive Swedish PT tables, to emerge as very fit and strong young men.Following 12 weeks of training and passing out, they would all go on to complete more arduous commando training and they would then go to the Infantry Training Centre Royal Marines (ITCRM) at Lympstone to complete training and earn their coveted green beret. Such was the progressive training programme that very few of the recruits failed to achieve this.Recruits getting ready for their PT session.The Swedish system of gymnastic exercise was created in the early 1800’s by Pehr Henrik Ling – “The Father of Gymnastics” (1776 – 1839) and was then further developed by him for the rest of his life, becoming well - established in both schools and in the military.Swedish PT proved to be highly successful for the physical training of British Army recruits and during the six-year period between 1908 and 1914 no major changes were made to this training system, which was something of a rarity in Army training.From 1903 onwards and until the commencement of the First World War, the staff officers of the Royal Navy School of Physical Training learned the Swedish PT system, and then trained more officers and men as instructors.The Swedish PT system became well-established in both the Royal Navy and Royal Marinesand was used during recruit training to improve posture, build muscular strength, learn to balance, teach vaulting and how to climb ropes. It was used continuously until the early 1970’s.63

MY 25 YEARS OF ADVENTURE & FUN!BY BILL NIXON (‘PASSED OVER SPTI!’)JOINING UP:Prior to my joining the Royal Marines in 1955, I was due to be called up for my National Service. I had been a member of the local branch of the Sea Cadets Corps and the last thing I wanted was to be placed in one of the Army regiments! I was working as a roof tiler at the time. I took a few hours off and went to visit the RN recruiting office in the centre of Birmingham. I received the usual speak from the duty CPO and after answering questions re my sporting interests. He suggested that I should consider The Royal Marines.I had very limited knowledge of what being a Royal Marine was all about. My gaze was directed towards a recruiting poster of a man wearing full blues and wearing a Pith helmet. However, to my horror, the man was wearing WHITE GLOVES! No way was I going to join such a sissy outfit, because as far as my immature mind was concerned, only poofters wore white gloves!After a great deal of persuasion from the recruiting Chief Petty Officer and then passing my medical etc. only two weeks later I was on my way to Deal, to be met at Deal station by a very smart man wearing full blues and … WHITE GLOVES!As we all know, the first few weeks in recruit training are horrendous and a great shock to the system! My biggest shock was to hear from my then girlfriend that she was pregnant, and it took maximum effort to keep my mind on everything that was happening in my new world!I was very lucky in one sense. The Birmingham recruiting office had informed the Depot that I was a promising young boxer and a full page spread appeared in the local paper. I had a lot of encouragement from my squad instructor and had time off to box for the NORE Navy command.Cpl Mick Rutherford escorted me away to box at various venues! He was my first introduction to a Royal Marine PTI and his attitude to life in general was manifest in me wanting to eventually becoming a PTI myself. Additionally, my most inspiring moment was the sight of RSM Bill Chisholm. What a magnificent physique and that voice of his was awesome!I got through the Depot training OK and was lucky to receive the PT medal and left for Lympstone as No2 diamond. The remainder of my time as a recruit was absolutely great. I continued boxing for the RN and gained my NORE Command colours before going on to Bickleigh for commando training. I enjoyed the whole ethos of Bickleigh, the wonderful open and relaxed way our instructors led by example and pushed us to our limits. Also, at last, I realised that real men could wear WHITE GLOVES from time to time! Oh, by the way I also married my girlfriend on our first leave, Xmas Eve 1955, and we are still very happy after 60 wonderful years of marriage!AFTER TRAINING:My first taste of what being a trained soldier was all about came shortly after training. I received a draft to HMS Ark Royal and attended a gunnery course at the gunnery school Fort Cumberland. We were just about to embark when the draft was cancelled and the whole detachment was diverted to Bickleigh for reasons unknown.Weeks later we were in Malta! I was attached to C Company, the Climbing Wing of the Royal Marines, which had been converted to a rifle company and all of the NCOs were climbers! We still had no idea why we were out there and most of our training was all about running on and climbing the most frightening cliffs in Malta!64

PORT SAID:After a few weeks of purgatory, we embarked onboard HMS Reggio without the slightest clue on the lower deck as to where we were heading! We finally found out about our final destination when we started receiving briefings as to how we were going to do a wet landing in Port Said! We had to remain below decks until the night before landing.Then we filed up on to the deck at around midnight for the padres talk. It was just like daylight, with the whole of our landing site completely lit up from the bombing that was going on and also quite frightening for young men like us, just out of training. The Padres words did not help much either, when he told us that some of us might die!We eventually landed at about 4am and some us were lucky to have the water come up to our knees and some up to their chest. I was a Bren- gunner and my number two, Taff Price was shot in the chest just as we were getting out of the water. I turned and asked him why he had fallen over. He got to his feet but fell again after a few yards.I never even gave it a thought that he had been shot until my troop sergeant, Taff Tullet, came up to me with his magazines and a spare barrel and informed me that Taff was dead! The actual battle only lasted until midnight of the same day, but I was very grateful that we did not have to endure what our troops had to endure day after day during the last war.Four months after leaving UK for Malta we arrived back in Plymouth and after just a few weeks leave I was sent on a JNCO’s course at Plymouth Barracks, followed by a draft to HMS Sheffield, 18 months cruising around the Mediterranean, what a life!I was also detached from the ship to Cyprus for escort duties, mainly escorting senior officers around the Island. On re-joining the ship, I was almost immediately off again to do part two of my JNCO’S Course at Hindtofia. It was there that I met Martin Joyce for the first time. He was a Cpl PT instructor and a very impressive man!JOINING THE PT BRANCH:After leaving HMS Sheffield in January 1959, at last I got my chance to attend a PT2’s course and my life in the Corps blossomed. What a magic atmosphere, lots of laughs and fun! I then attended the Advanced Gymnastics course at the Army PT School with Trog Royle and Roy Hind and although I was never a real gymnast, I prided myself that I could do what most other PTI’s in those days could not doe.g. ‘Elephant Lifts’!However, Trog and Roy were the real Mc Coy! We also had the good fortune to be introduced Field Marshal Montgomery (of Alamein fame) when he attended the 100th birthday of the Army Physical Training Corps.On completion of our course, we were expected to pass some of our newly learned skills, which resulted in one of those never-to-be forgotten incidents! Mats were placed below the rings and myself, Trog and Roy were to give a short display of how to do a short arm balance, emphasising how to do a proper dismount.Bob Dickins was one of the first to try. He completed his balance, but his dismount was a disaster! Sadly, he failed to release his grip from the rings at the right time, as his legs had passed the point of release and were on the way back up towards the ceiling. He totally lost his grip and landed facefirst on the wooden floor! Nobody laughed of course (not much, being PTI's) and Bob’s full set of teeth remained embedded in the floor for months!65

OFF TO ADEN:I remained at the Depot until April 1961 and was then off on my first draft to 45 Commando in Aden. A very happy draft with no dissident troubles to worry about!Then I was very fortunate to be promoted to acting Sgt and seconded to the Sultan of Muscat’s Armed Forces for four months as a Junior leader. I had a marvellous time, attached to the Muscat Regiment. Really basic soldiering, with donkeys to carry stores & blankets etc.I was there shortly after the SAS had completed their heroic attack on the main core of rebel resistance, so I experienced going over the Jebels where all the action took place. It was a great experience to visit the political officers who were still living in the local villages. My four months tour was then up, and I returned to Aden just in time to catch my flight back to the UK!THEN TO CTCRM:I spent the next three years on the staff of ITCRM (as it was then) with Ron Moyse and my favourite Staff Instructor, Lesley-John Maker. What a wonderful bunch of PTIs: Tug Wilson, Taff Thomas and Ted Kelland joined us from their recently passed PT2’s course and we had a wonderful three years together! I also very fondly remembered Gordon Offer-Hoar, especially as he taught me to drive! We really enjoyed our high box displays throughout the summer months. Oh, and I nearly forgot to include Buster Brown and Pete Grinstead – God rest their souls.I was then promoted to the rank of Sergeant in 1962 and from that day onwards I loved my time as a SNCO. In April1965 I was on my way back to Aden for the most demanding time as a Royal Marine, with almost no respite for the whole year - seven days a week from one duty to another- least said!!42 COMMANDO IN SINGAPORE:At the end of 1968, I was off on my last foreign draft, 42 Commando in Singapore. Much to the annoyance of other senior C/Sgts in Support Company, I was appointed as Support Company Quartermaster, a position that their long-time service should have almost Guaranteed some of them the job! My storeman, the legendary Arthur Ainsworth, was outstanding in the field, but back in camp he had a great propensity to be found drinking in the NAAFI club!When the 42 Commando time for the final departure from Singapore came, I was left behind as rear party, with the blessing of the CO, in order to help accommodate my two oldest daughters to complete their O level exams at the Changi Grammar School.I finally re-joined 42 Commando at Bickleigh in time for a Northern Ireland tour of duty, which was followed by the best draft of my career and much longed for by a lot of fellow PTI’s – ATURM, or RM Poole as it is now known.BACK TO POOLE:My initial job was to take over the newly built swimming complex, accompanied by my good friend Johnny Scott, God rest his soul. The complex was specially commissioned to accommodate SBS training, complete with TV monitors and underwater windows for visiting VIPs to watch the underwater drills. It was a new and exciting experience for both John and me. Our weekly training programme was geared to organising SBS fitness and recreational training.Bill Nixon (second right) enjoying his time in the Aden & The Oman.66

WITH THE SBS:My last month served at RM Poole was rewarded by SBS taking me with them to Malta where they were doing their annual ‘Med Splash’ i.e. parachuting into the Med. They treated me royally until 4am, when I had just climbed into bed. The lights went on and standing beside my bed was Derek Lynn the SBS Sgt. Major, who ordered me out of bed and to fall in outside!Despite my protestations I found myself being fitted up with a parachute and given 5 minutes of instruction as to what I had to do! They placed me right at the head of the jumping order and told to take my instructions from the RAF dispatcher. His first words to me were to wait until he touched me on the back before jumping. Buster Brown (PTI and ex SBS rating) was given instructions to keep an eye on me, which made me feel a bit better!I felt the dispatcher touch my back and I moved to do the jump, when he said ‘Don’t go this time we are doing another circle of the plane!’ Eventually, I had the order to jump, and it was absolutely wonderful! However, the one bit of instruction they did not give me was not to steal other jumper’s air.I was just happily enjoying the view and couldn’t understand all the F’ing and blinding going on above me! I hit the water beautifully and didn’t even get my head wet. No boat appeared to pick us up (as in the films!) and we had to swim back to the ship, which was about a mile away! Luckily there is a lot of salt in the Med which made it a lot easier!I remained at Poole for a full ten years, as RSM Dick Ager asked me if I would consider taking on the role of Steward of the SNCOs mess until the time of my expected discharge to pension in1977. A great opportunity and the chance to experience a more ‘civilian’ type of work for about three years.TIME UP?Having completed my EVT course and just before completion of my leaving routine, I received a call from the Commanding Officer, who kindly offered me the opportunity of taking on the role of the Families Welfare Officer. This meant having to be discharged for just one day and thenre-enlisting on a Non-Continuous Service Engagement the following day, I jumped at the chance!I received my 22-year gratuity and I could have continued in the same role until the age of 55, but although I really enjoyed the job for three years, sadly there really wasn’t enough to keep me motivated. So, I returned to civilian life and thanks to the CO for giving me an excellent referenceI ended up working for the District County Council for a further 23 years and the additional pension made it all worthwhile!All in all, I feel that I have been blessed by a full and happy life in the Royal Marines, with great pals, great experiences and definitely something different! Of course, I would do it all again if I had the chance!BILL NIXONBill and his wife Cath, celebrating their 60th wedding anniversary.Very sadly, Cath passed on shortly afterwards, and Bill has returned from Spain, to live in Poole.67

EARLY CORPS BOXING LEGENDS – TOMMY LENHAM:MAJOR TOMMY LENHAM MBE RM:Tommy Lenham, arrived at Deal in 1935 as a young recruit and already showed great promise as a boxer. By 1936 Tommy was in the Imperial Services Boxing Association Team, and in 1937 he boxed for England. Not only that, but Tommy who also won an England Rugby Cap.Whilst serving on an HM Ship that docked in Las Vegas, Tommy once “Jumped Ship” to both box in and win the coveted Golden Gloves Boxing Championships match in Las Vegas – definitely a first for the Corps!Tommy was a leading boxer and boxing official throughout his 23 years of service in the Corps winning numerous awards. Consequently, he was responsible for raising Corps boxing to a very high level through coaching and organising courses for boxing coaches and officials. Naturally, he also encouraged many young PTI’s to take up boxing.Some of Tommy ’s many trophies are displayed in a cabinet in the gymnasium at CTCRM and in Tommy ’s memory, The Tommy Lenham Trophy is awarded annually to an outstanding PTI of the current serving PT Branch at CTCRM.Tommy was one of the many outstanding PTI Corps Sportsmen who achieved the highest level in their sporting career and a fine inspiration for those that follow in his footsteps.68

The Tommy Lenham Trophy was raised by funds provided by his fellow PTI’s when Tommy sadly passed away on Sunday 7th October 1994.Tommy was very ill at the time, but it had been arranged by his fellow PTI’s for an ambulance to transport him from his home in Deal (The old Drum Major pub, opposite the South Barracks gates) to CTCRM so thathe could enjoy his last PT Reunion. Even though he was very ill , Tommy really wanted to attend his last PT Reunion.Sadly, he died just prior to the event. It was intended that the trophy would be awarded annually to the most outstanding sporting, or adventurous, achievement by a serving PTI.69SOME PAST RECIPIENTS OF THE TOMMY LENHAM TROPHY:YEAR AWARDED TO: YEAR AWARDED TO:1985 Sgt J M Kimbrey 1996 WO2 J Stone1986/7 Sgt T C Lowe 1998 WO2 K Abbott1989 Cpl S Chung 2000 Sgt J Oakley1990 CSgt J M Kimbrey 2004 Lt Col N Arding RM1991 CSgt C Butler 2004 & WO2 D Pearce1992 CSgt R Lakebullen 2010 Cpl J Jackson1994 CSgt C Butler 2012 Sgt A Fowler1995 Cpl D B Robson N.B. There are gaps when the trophy was not awarded.THE TOMMY LENHAM TROPHY:

One of Tommy's students was Captain John England RM,probably the finest boxing referee that the corps ever produced.He refereed at National level, and he was voted as the best referee at the 1960 Olympic Games in Rome.C/Sgt. Ben Ford BEM qualified as a boxing coach after completing his PT course at Deal in 1946. Later he became the Corps Boxing Coach.After retiring from the Corps in the 1960’s, Ben sadly had a stroke (as did Trog Royle) and both are seen at a Kent PTI’s Reunion in the photo (R).Major Tommy Lenham’s trophies are on display in the gymnasium at CTCRM.70

JOHN REA:PTI John Rea (Photo left, John on the right) was already a polished boxer when he joined the corpsAs a Flyweight, in the 1950’s, Johnny’s fast straight & his superb fitness, won him many Corps and Navy titles.JOHNNY RICE:In 1947, Marine John Rice was the most skilful boxer that the Corps had, having won the Light-Heavyweight title and narrowly lost the top honours at Middleweight, having taken on all-comers. Whilst serving in Australia John boxed Dave Sands, a world-rated boxer, over twelve rounds.Even years later, John was still boxing for the Plymouth Command in the Heavyweight division and still sending his opponents the wrong way with his clever footwork.Always very humorous, during roadwork, a rather struggling large John had the habit of saying“Hang on, my lace has come undone again!”CHARLES FORREST:With such large numbers of servicemen just afterthe war it was tough to get on the winners' podium. On winning the Inter-Services Boxing Championships in Portsmouth he won a very large trophy.As they went back to barracks Charles asked his mate: “Who was that old chap who presented the trophy to me?” His mate answered “Oh, it was only Lord Field Marshal Montgomery of Alamein!”John Rice (back ro w, third from right)as a PT2 Qualifier in June 1950. On John’s right is Leslie-John Maker and on the far right is another boxing legend, Jeff Lake.The Staff Instructor (front left) is C/Sgt Jock Chisholm, who was a great inspiration for another Corps BoxingHeavyweight Champion, Charles Forrest.Charles attended many PT Reunions before he passed away at age 96.SOME EARLY CORPS BOXERS:71

TALES FROM PT SCHOOL DEAL:MICK RUTHERFORD – FORMER PTI AND CORPS BOXING COACH.A well-known SPTI RSM was instructing the PT2 course about officiating at all kinds of sport, emphasizing that, as PTI’s, we should all be able to umpire, referee at least three, or four different sports.For instance, he would set a good example by refereeing boxing for the first time ever in his career – obviously never too old to learn new tricks!Watching the boxing later and making notes for the dreaded ‘fair book’, we were very attentive to the referee who somehow seemed to get his sports mixed up. He ordered ‘Stop boxing!’ ‘Red, you are holding and hitting – don’t do it’. ‘Free hit Blue’. What a good job they were both novices and didn’t know the rules. The funniest thing of all was that the boxing ring seconds in each corner were very surprised indeed by these new rules!Then there was the time when the same RSM came out into the sports field where the PT course were having a giggle at one of their number who was refereeing a football match: the only problem was that all twenty-two players had the same colour shirts on!They were the bright yellow squad recreation shirts. RSM blew his whistle - the game stopped and he said, ‘Come here Corporal’. Overcame ‘Timber’ Woods, who always tried to model himself on the RSM. ‘Do you realise that you cannot referee a game when all the players are wearing the same- coloured shirts?’ Quick as a flash, Cpl Woods answered: ‘I can, Sir. It’s my squad and I know every one of them!’.There was the occasion when the RSM informed us that during PT practical we were not having a long enough run. A week later it was my turn to take the PT practical and remembering what the RSM had told us, when it came to the “run and march” bit, I set off around the sports field and out onto the road.As we came to South Barracks gate, the now rather struggling RSM nudged Bill Sykes to ‘wheel right towards the gymnasium.’ I realised this and instead of wheeling right, quickly about-turned the staff towards the beach, along about 100 yards, and then turned through the street towards the main gate past the Officers Mess and then to the gymnasium.As soon as I had halted the staff and dismissed them, the RSM ran up to me and left me in no doubt the run had been far too long. As he walked off, breathing heavily, he shouted back: ‘The next time you do road work, do not take me with you!’.Whilst my PT2 course was being lectured on cricket by Major Marsden, every lecture he gave us was always started by questions from the last lecture: ‘Which one of you really looks puzzled?’ - and it was always, ‘Ah, yes, the boxer!’ This became quite a joke with the rest of the course, and I used to get quite annoyed with this.Mind you, I obviously learned about cricket. Payback time came when the Major detailed me off to umpire the PT staff versus the Drill Staff annual cricket match. It must have been the only time the Adjutant bowled out Major Marsden for no runs - out LBW of course!I have so many fond memories from the PT School at Deal, far too many to recollect here. However, the one thing that I do remember vividly is what a lovely time we had serving as a PTI at Deal!Mick Rutherford.72

THE ROYAL MARINES DISMOUNTED CHAMPIONS AT ARMS:1954 Sgt R.A.C. Thompson 1968 Cpl. A.C.N. Pettitt1955 Sgt R.A.C. Thompson 1969 Cpl. M.J. Webster1956 Cpl M.F. Joyce 1970 Cpl. J.R. McDonough1957 Sgt R.A.C. Thompson 1971 Lt. C.I.J. Baxter RM/Cpl. E.A. Lacey1958 C/Sgt L.J. Maker 1972 Mne S.Thomas1959 C/Sgt. D.F.C. Mackenzie 1973 Lt. C.D. Watts RM1960 Sgt R.A.C. Thompson 1974 Sgt. E.A. Lacey1961 Sgt M.F. Joyce 1975 Sgt. E.A. Lacey1962 2 Lt. R.A.C. Thompson 1976 Sgt. E.A. Lacey1963 C/Sgt. L.J. Maker 1977 L/Cpl T. Pearce1964 Sgt. T.J. Miller 1978 Sgt. E.A. Lacey1965 Sgt. M.F. Joyce 1979 C/Sgt. E.A. Lacey1966 Capt. J.P. McNulty 1980 (Not held)1967 Sgt. T.J. Harrison 1981 C/Sgt. E.A. LaceyFENCING - THE DISMOUNTED CHAMPION-AT-ARMS TROPHY:The Dismounted Champion at Arms Trophy was first presented at the Royal Marines Fencing Championships in 1954.This required the winner to come into the first three places, with at least two, or three, of the weapons.The Championships was a three-day event. A day for each weapon Foil, Epee and Sabre, with a Team Event to finish with.Many Armed Forces Fencing Teams fought ferociously for this very prestigious trophy, which was won by Royal Marines many times.L to R: (1) Leslie-John M aker, (2) Mac McDonough & Terry Moran (3) Terry Harrison.73

THE 1954 BAYONET INTER-SERVICES CHAMPIONS:Photo above: The Royal Tournament 1954, The Royal Marines Bayonet Champions. include some young PTI’s. (Back row L to R): Sgt. Pat Maxwell, Cpl. Bill Manning& L/Cpl Martin Joyce, (Front row): (L) C/Sgt Bob Anderson and (R) Jeff Lake.Fencing was one of the original nine sports that took centre stage in the first Modern Olympiad in the 1896 games in Greece. Now that swords are no longer used in war and duelling is no longer common, fencing is now used purely for sport.The rules for fencing are different for each weapon and there are three weapons:(1) The Foil, worn by gentleman as a badge of station and for self-defence.(2) The Epee, a duelling weapon, with all parts of the body as a target.(3) The Sabre, a previous battlefield weapon, with the arms head and torso as the main targets.Capt. Bob Thompson won many fencing trophies and represented Northern Ireland in the 1958 British Empire Games in Cardiff.CAPTAIN BOB THOMPSON RM74

C/Sgt. PTI, Bob Anderson, was a most prominent and excellent fencer of the early 1950’s, winning many medals and trophies at both National and International level.He won the foil and sabre competitions in the Combined Services Championships every year, Between 1951 and 1954, except two, and he had 103 foil bouts at the Royal Tournament without losing even a single bout!Bob won two gold and three silver medals in the British Empire (now Commonwealth) Games in Auckland N.Z. in 1950 and he competed in the Helsinki Olympic Games in 1952 (although injury kept him out of the final) and he coached the British Fencing Team for six Olympics from 1956 to 1976.He also became the President of the British Academy of Fencing.Following the 1953 World Championships, Bob turned professional and won the British professional foil, sabre and epee from 1962 – 1965. He then went on to coach the British team for six Olympics and became the Senior National Fencing Coach of Great Britain and Northern Ireland.He also updated the National Fencing Training Syllabus and held courses all over the country, including for many RM PT Instructors, including Martin Joyce, Terry Harrison and Edward (Jan) Lacey.Bob also became a top Hollywood swordfight choreographer for TV and film work, starting with coaching Errol Flynn for the film: The Master of Ballantrae, during which he inadvertently stabbed him in the leg- but this was hushed up!He was subsequently involved in a multitude of sword fighting film scenes, including the original Star Wars films, in which he played the fencing part of Darth Vader in the film Return of the Jedi.Former C/Sgt PTI Bob Anderson, the Royal Marines most successful fencer, sadly passed away in a hospital in West Sussex, early on New Year’s Day in 2012, aged 89 years of age.Professor Bob Anderson (1922-2012)Bob In the film:Return of the Jedi.C/SGT. BOB ANDERSON RM - FENCER EXTRAORDINAIRE:75

MARTIN JOYCE BEM– MY LIFE:Martin Joyce, a regular attendee at our PT Branch Reunions, reached the age of 94 on 30th June 2023, and has achieved a great deal in life! Here he kindly shares some of his experiences with you:After leaving school at an early age in 1944, I made a number of (unsuccessful) attempts to settle into regular employment! These included apprentice blacksmith, and apprentice draughtsman, also working in a hotel as a cocktail waiter, which suited me quite well, I thought. Previously, while playing truant from school at the docks, I spotted some strange uniforms (a mixture of blue & khaki) in landing craft and was informed that they were Royal Marines! So, with a friend named Stuart Mc Phee (who will be known to many of you)I went for an interview at Dundee RN & RM Careers Office. A few weeks later Stuart's 'call-up' papers arrived, but I received a travel warrant and instructions to attend another interview at the Head Office in Glasgow. Yes! Some not very serious incidents with the 'authorities' required a more 'in depth' appreciation of my 'hidden' qualities. Needless to say, a very astute Careers Officer and Behavioural Psychologist decided that, despite this, that I had 'potential'!So, three weeks before my 18th birthday in June 1947, I commenced training at Deal with 487 Squad, at the conclusion of which I was awarded the PT medal. After Lympstone, it was off to Scotland for Landing Craft training where I qualified as LH2. After serving in HMS Vanguard and HMS Gambia, where I was Boats Crew (cutters, motorboats, dories and even the Skipper's 'Skimmer’) I arrived back in Portsmouth and there volunteered for something called a 'High Box and Chair Tricks Display' at the Royal Tournament. However, before that, I had volunteered for SBS and was still in the process of being evaluated. Returning from canoeing one very cold afternoon, I was informed that the Royal Tournament Display Team still required volunteers - I was on the list, and was I still interested? This sounded good after the freezing water andI ended up at The Royal Navy Physical Training School at 'Pitt Street’ in Portsmouth!Capt. 'Jock' England was the RM PT Officer attached to the RN PT School and (I think) was impressed with my general gymnastic and vaulting ability: he offered, if I wished, to recommend me for a PT2 Course(a qualification I had put as number 1 on my original application at the Careers Office in Dundee). Having come top of the 2's and 1's Courses; I took up fencing (seriously), Hockey and Basketball, and became a Staff Instructor. I also served with HQ 3 Commando Brigade, Malta; then moved from there to the Ghajn Tuffieha Training Camp, HMS St Angelo, also in Malta (where I studied English 'O' and 'A' levels & passed) and later to 45 Commando , Aden. I also spent a short spell as a Staff Instructor at the RN PT School.Fencing turned out to have been a great choice for me.It was through fencing that I was selected as an official to accompany the GB Team to the Montreal Olympics in 1976. The following year I managed the GB Team at the World Student Games in Sofia (Bulgaria).I represented Scotland and assisted in training the Scottish team, the first Quadrangular win since 1937!I also became The Combined Services Champion at Arms in 1963 and captained the Combined Services Team.During this period, I assisted the national fencing coach (GB) Bob Anderson, also a former RM PTI.By this stage, I was heading towards the magic age of forty!I saw an announcement somewhere looking for a 'Deputy Public Relations Officer', Royal Marines Office, MOD. Following an interview in London, I became DPRO to Major J.C. Hardy(later Major General John Hardy, CB) and his successor, Major J.F.E. Clarke.76

During my time at RMO London, which was very enjoyable, I rewrote all the recruiting leaflets and advertising materials for the Royal Marines - including coining the phrase "Royal Marines - Britain's Commandos", wrote home-town stories and several feature articles. I also took my turn as Duty Press Officer in the Royal Navy Press Room. At the end of this period, I was awarded a BEM for my sporting achievements and work at the MOD.Through contacts, I arranged an EVT course at Crystal Palace NRC where I was attached to various departments. However, I declined an offer as a Technical Officer at Crystal Palace, and a job as PRO with Vickers Armstrong, finally opting for the Careers Service, where I worked at London RN & RM Careers Office in Holborn, eventually opening and running a new Careers Office in Blackheath.From there I joined a number of other former RM SNCOs (5 I think) at the Palace of Westminster, House of Lords. After two-and-a-half years and with the support of Black Rod, Admiral Sir Frank Twiss, I applied for work at the European Parliament. A second language is required for staff of the EU institutions: as an International Fencing Referee, my French was reasonable, and I was offered employment.Eventually I became Principal Adviser to the Head of Security with responsibility for External Offices of the European Parliament, and for VIP Visits. This involved coordinating security arrangements,including close protection where necessary, for visits by Anwar Al Sadat, Shimon Peres, Ronald Reagan, Yitzak Rabin, His Holiness John Paul II, Irish President Mary Robinson, Nelson Mandela, King Juan Carlos of Spain, H.M. the Queen, Yasser Arafat ..... Also, with the EP Security Service, I attended courses at the Foreign and Commonwealth Office, Special Branch Scotland Yard, and with Group 4 Security, Broadway.I retired in 1994, having enjoyed my 20 years with the EU. I still keep reasonably fit, playing tennis twice a week (I gave up Squash at 73!), and now spend a lot of time fishing. salmon, trout and SaltwaterFly-Fishing trips have taken me many times to Alaska, Belize, Cuba, Mexico, the Seychelles, the Bahamas, Venezuela (Los Roques), Guinea-Bissau, etc. I have now lived in Luxembourg for over 33 years and spend my time between Luxembourg and the flat in Edinburgh.This is 'my life' in a (rather large) nutshell as requested by 'He-who-must-be-obeyed', the persuasive Peter Brown!Martin Joyce.(Top Left): Martin Joyce with his wife, Cliodhna. (Top Right): Martin – gone fishing!(Below Left): Terry Harrison, Martin and Brian Gibbs. (Below right): Bob Knight and Martin.77

MEMORIES OF A SHIP’S MARINE:EDWARD (JAN) L A C E Y.Having I enlisted into the Royal Marines at Stonehouse Barracks, Plymouth, on 18th November 1959, at the age of 17 years and one day! The Colonel then invited me to take the loyal oath and gave me the Kings Shilling. I then started recruit training with734 squad.On completion of training, in September 1959, I was posted to Royal Marines Barracks, Eastney, Portsmouth, as a member of the Detachment of H.M.S Loch Insh, a very old Loch -class frigate that was originally launched in May 1944, but following her service during the war, was now on her last commission.On completion of our Ship’s Detachment training, we were posted to a Naval Barracks, North of Rosyth. This was in the month of January, and I remember well that we had no heating in our accommodation and only one blanket to keep warm!Every day we had naval transport to take us to Rosyth Dockyard, where Loch Insh was berthed, to work all day, “chipping and painting” to get the old rust off almost all of the ship and then painting anything that didn’t move! There were also dockyard maties doing all manner of works and we discovered that they didn’t speak much English as their main language was Gaelic, so we had a bit of a language problem getting things done!On completion of the ship work-up, our station of command was the Persian Gulf, Indian Ocean, the Arabian Sea, Karachi, Bombay, Seychelles and Mombasa. Our main duty was to stop ships carrying arms throughout these areas.LIVING CONDITIONS:The Royal Marine’s Mess (Barracks) was located in the most forward part of the ship. It had a wooden door with a Corps plaque on it. This forward deck was below the main deck which had a four-inch gun right over the Marines mess. When the gun was in action, we got out quickly, because of the loud bangs, noise and vibration would smash all the lights in the mess!HAMMOCKS:At that time, we all slept in hammocks, which we had to scrub thoroughly on the Royal Marines Quarterdeck every two weeks.'CalI the Hands’ (reveille) was at 0600 every day and any Marine who did not have his feet on the deck within ten minutes was put on a charge – which was termed as “having a slack hammock”.“I'm Barnacle Bill from over the seas, I'm Barnacle Bill the Sailor! Pull up a wave and sit yourself down, and I will tell you yarns about the Navy.”This is a very brief account of my experience of sea- service, serving before the Mast of H.M.S. Loch Insh, an old frigate that was the last of her kind, in the Royal Navy.78

FOOD:Each day two mess members were detailed to collect the meals in various trays and pans, from the main galley, which was on the top deck, mid-ship. In bad weather we had to be extremely careful not to fall down on the ladders and drop the food! We then had to wash all the trays and pans etc. and return them to the galley.The ships supply of food was meagre The only vegetables available were some old carrots, but never any sort of fruit. Breakfast (if available) was often than not, shredded wheat, which had been stored in some dockyard store for some years, with awful powdered milk, You would see how many weevils were floating around and we also ate these to supplement our lack of meat!WATER:When we were on station in the Indian Ocean, Arabian Seas, or the Persian Gulf, the ship was at sea for many weeks on end and all drinking of water and washing had to be strictly limited and the ship’s taps were locked off for many hours, every day.RUM:However, we (All Seamen and Marines over the age of 20) also had a daily ration of rum to pacify us! The strength of the rum for those under the rank of Petty Officer and Sergeant was two parts of water.However, the Petty Officers and Sergeants were issued with neat Grog, as it was known. In much earlier times the Ship’s Hands were given a whole pint of rum a day, because fresh water was very limited.You could get any tasks at all done on the promise of a tot of rum! (“Come round tomorrow Jack”).EXERCISES ASHORE:As the Ship’s Marines, we managed to do occasional exercises on many of the islands in the Persian Gulf, which would normally last for about four days, or so. On one exercise we went ashore in the Oman and went up to Jebal Acta, which was about four thousand feet!It was interesting to learn that this was one of the strong positions that the rebels took for their defence during their uprising against Sultan of Oman in the early 1970’s.RUNS ASHORE:How we loved to get off the ship for a ‘Run Ashore!’ I have many wonderful memories of the various runs ashore in such places as Gibraltar, Aden, and Bombay. For young Marines this was a great time to explore and gain new experiences - and some misadventures!In conclusion, this has been just a brief account of my experience and memories of HMS Loch Insh. I hope that my memories have given an insight to what life was like to live on an old frigate over 60 years ago! I am sure that conditions on board ship are much better now!Edward (Jan) Lacey. C/Sgt Royal Marines, former PTI & Corps Fencer.79

Inspector of Physical Training RM (RM Command Sports Secretary) Major Alvey RMAssistant RM Command and Sorts Secretary (PT & S0 R Barracks, Eastney) 2nd Lt. R.A.C. Thompson RMPT Wing RMCaptain M.A. Robinson RM QMS A.D. MacVicarSgt D.J. Sykes u/o 45 Cdo RM Sgt. M. F. JoyceSgt W.C. Sewell Sgt K. WilsonRMSMCaptain C.G. Bellamy RM A/C/Sgt D.J. EvansSgt J. Taylor Sgt J. RaeCpl H. Lingane Cpl A. Dell Cpl D. SheriffRM Barracks Eastney2/Lt R.A.C. Thompson RM RSM. Chisholm BEMQMS H.C. Hubbold QMS K.J. Firman Set C.T. Rees Sgt P. Voller Sgt .L. Kelly Cpl D. Collier Cpl J. ScottCpl B. PinderDepot RMLieutenant R..A. Brind RM QMS K.E. KetcherC/Sgt R.E. Ford C/Sgt W.J. BurbidgeC/Sgt J.T.R. Cooper u/o 45 Cdo RM Sgt H.M.G. ClineSgt A.E. CoxonSgt. J.B. Havenhand Cpl B.J. Claydon Cpl R. KearCpl G. Stewart. Cpl J. SkeltonCpl M. Halliday u/o 3 Cdo BdeL/Cpl A. ReesCpl H.V. Harris A/Cpl S.H.P. Smith Cpl N. HuntCpl D.S. Doddrell Cpl B. Slaney L/Cpl Millerchip Cpl J.D. BournePT GAZETTE : 196280

ITCRMLieutenant E.D. Watson RM C/Sgt R.A. MoyseC/Sgt T.R. Llewellyn Sgt L.J. MakerSgt E.S. Ridout Sgt R. J. Anderson Sgt A.C. Clarke Sgt H. HurrellJSAWCC/Sgt J.N. PurcellRMB PlymouthC/Sgt W.A.E.C. Jones awaiting terminal leave)ROYAL NAVAL ESTABLISHMENTSRN School of PTCaptain J.P. McNulty RM Sgt J.W. StarkSgt B.J. StokesRMTC (Med)Sgt. SteadmanImperial Ethiopian Navy (Lieutenant IEN) QMS A. HartCpl P. Grinstead Cpl R.K. Hardy Cpl W. Nixon Cpl. WyllieCpl C.F. HealyCpl K. Cunningham u/o HMS NUBIANCpl G.J. Hoar Cpl T. MoranRFVR GlasgowSgt A.E. MathersPRORMSgt D. J. ReynoldsBRNC DartmouthCaptain D. L. Quested RM C/Sgt K. LlewellynSgt B.D. LindleyRNC Greenwich Sgt P. Marshall Sgt J. RutherfordRNEC Manadon Set K. Davies81

HQ CDO BDECpl D. Muller-Cooper Cpl B. Smith40 CDO RMQMS D.F.C. Mackenzie QMS L.A. StelfoxQMS M.D. Ridout Sgt A. WilsonSgt A.W. Mitchell Sgt D.C. Williams Cpl R. Dickens Cpl B. Tennick41 CDO RMQMS J.A. Hawes QS J.H. Sharland C/Sgt H. Jones Sgt C.D. Watts45 CDO RMC/Sgt R.D. Emerson C/Sgt B.S. Allen C/Sgt E.S. Paddon C/Sgt J.V. Lake Sgt T.J. Miller42 CDO RMRSM C.C.J. Deakin QS P. MaxwellSgt R. Martindale Sgt J. Bickford Sgt . NeilsonCpl . LogueCpl R.G. Hannah Cpl J. Milburn Cpl D. Newton Cpl R.D. Brown43 CDO RMSgt P. JarvisCpl R.G. Stevenson Sgt H.H. Peters Sgt J. SmithCpl B. Makings Cpl A. Pickwick A/Cpl R. Hind Cpl R. RiversHIS ALBIONC/Sgt N. DavisHMS CENTAURSet E.M.E. AlexanderHMS ARK ROYALSet A.E. ThompsonHS BULWARKc/Sgt A.L.. BeatonHIS BELLEROPHONCpl J. GaneHMS TIGERC/Sgt. Birch Cpl G. RoyleHMS LOCH RUTHVENCpl F. HalpinHMS PROTECTORCpl E. BoothHMS LIONCpl C.L. TaylorHS LOCH ALVIECpl R.C. StevensonAll ranks marked thus, those borne in HM Ships and those borne in Commando units are not necessarily employed on PT duties.HM SHIPS82

A LOT OF FUN!MAJOR GENERAL ANDREW KEELING CB CBERepresentative Colonel Commandant Royal Marines President of the RMA PT BranchDuring YO training (1961-63) I and my Batch had the good fortune to receive the undivided attention of a number of remarkable people in and around the Lympstone gym – the names Maker, Joyce, Alexander, and Cunningham spring to mind!After Training I went to 42 Commando where my first Company Sergeant Major was Pat Maxwell – Humphrey Lingane and Ken Cunningham were both in my Troop. I had been scarred for life!Lt.’s. Jonathan Thomson, Mike Wells-Cole and Andy Keeling formed up at the RN School of PT, Pitt Street in September 1966 for our 6–month course to turn us miraculously into Royal MarinesPT & SO’s! Mike and I had just returned from a year in 45 Cdo in Aden, and Jonathan from 40 Cdo. in Singapore and Borneo. The first 3 months was to be with the RN, and the second 3 months at the RM PT School, Deal. Mike and I were volunteers; Jonathan was not.The RM PTI’s at Pitt Street were Sgts. Tug Wilson, Dave Muller-Cooper and Vic Harris. They took a particular pride in ensuring that we got the full benefit from every period of the day, and that we took it in turns to suffer extreme humiliation! It was difficult to get the better of Mike because he was not only very fit and agile, but he had also learned gymnastics at school.Jonathan and I were easy meat for the “gymnastics-biff-of-the-day” award, for not only were we complete novices, but we were also seriously inept. His apparent lack of bodily co-ordination and my ridiculously stiff back made us a couple of total no-hopers!Both of us lost all sense of direction once our heads were below our knees – not the ideal situation when you are invited to do a headstand, handstand, handspring, or a dreaded front somersault, let alone several of those things in a row! And even the suggestion of a back somersault was conducive to a ghostly pallor and the cold sweats.Nevertheless, we suffered endless hours floundering around on the floor, the parallel bars, thehigh - bar and even the rings – all to absolutely no avail at all! However, Jonathan could do hundreds of sit-ups and like Mike, he could run for ever and I could sprint faster than either of them, throw things further, jump higher and humiliate both of them on a squash court, so we held our own when not at the mercy of the gymnastic sadists!We had a lot of fun at Pitt Street and towards the end of the year I moved happily to Deal where we found Rod Tuck in charge and Simon Cook, on the rare occasions when he wasn’t playing hockey for the Corps, the Navy, the Combined Services, his county, Wales - he was Captain of all of these.My main memory of Deal is of a large number of PTIs standing on the balcony during our apparently endless gymnastics lessons - watching in amazement as I consistently vaulted through, rather than over, the boxes and repeatedly speared in head-first every time I was told to turn upside down for whatever reason!After 6 months of pain, bruises, regular exhaustion and lots of laughs we qualified, and I headed off to Dartmouth to be the PT&SO and OCRM. It was my first choice and I loved almost every minute of the next 2 years. The CPTI was a lovely chap called Ian Taylor, who sadly was already suffering with arthritis- a real gentleman, and very long suffering with me.83

The Dartmouth PT staff included Sgts. Taff Thomas and Nobby Clark. Although well under the legal age to be married, I was newly-wed and my two eldest children were born during this time. I played loads of hockey and squash, both for the Corps and the Navy and generally had a ball!However, I did come unstuck on 1st April 1968, when I had the brilliant idea of getting the whole staff on an April fool ‘bite’. I persuaded them, with about three hours to spare, that the Captain wanted to inspect the PT BRNC Staff in full blues in three hours' time - unheard of, as none of them wore their blue uniforms very often, let alone know where they were!They then had three hours to find, clean and parade at the right time in the correct rig. The next timeI visited the swimming pool in my brand-new suit of full lovats, I was launched into the middle of the pool fully clothed! Despite this, Dartmouth was a very happy time for me and my family.In 1969 my second draft to 42 Commando came next – Singers, Hong Kong, lots of time in the jungle, and loads of sport. The CO was Alan Jukes, and although nominally a Company 2i/c, I was made the Unit PT Officer and received a direct order from Colonel Alan that 42 Commando was to win everything on the island, including the very prestigious RN organised FebSport and SumSport – a kind of lesser Olympics, involving just about every team and individual sport you could think of!I’m pleased to say that with the considerable help of Sgt John Ellis, 42’s Unit PTI, and many others, I was able to obey the CO’s order. I also played squash and hockey for the RN, and hockey for the Combined Services, including one memorable match on the Padang where to our surprise we realised we were playing not only against the Singapore State side, but also against the two local umpires. Needless to say, we came second!As Ann was pregnant, and the RAF had strict rules about pregnant women in their aeroplanes, I was point-man on 42 Commando’s withdrawal from Kangaw Barracks (Singapore) to Bickleigh Barracks.As OC Advance Party I had to take the camp over from 41 Commando, who were off to Malta. When the main body arrived in July 1971, by which time I had a third child, we moved to Sandhurst whereI spent a very happy two years instructing young Army gentlemen.A young newly qualified PT&SO Andy Keeling with the combined RN/RM PT Staff at BRNC Dartmouth in 1967.BRNC:The Britannia Royal Naval College, Dartmouth.84

I also very carelessly managedto fail the Staff/Promotion exam!Maj. Alan Downton (then the Assistant Military Secretary) generously then told me to get down to Deal to become OCPT Wing and best I took the opportunity of a more settled life to pass the exam next time! So, I did both, fortunately.Apart from the fact that I did work hard in my spare time to qualify for Staff College, beingOC PT Wing was a lot of fun. How could it be anything else?! Working (?) with such stars as Vic Harris, Peter Brown and numerous others in that wonderful draughty old Gym, which wreaked of PT Branch history, seeing a succession of inspiring young men busting their guts to qualify and then to re-qualify, joining in with countless games of football, hockey, rugby, squash, tennis etc., and being surrounded by such positive, cheerful and wilco people was a huge privilege and very, very enjoyable!My only significant contribution was to generate the inclusion of a couple of weeks at the RAF’s Adventure Training Centre at Llanrwst in all PT courses. Vic Harris and I found out about this place somehow, so we went up there for a recce, got the full agreement of the Centre’s OC to accept our people, and then I applied to HQ Training Group RM at Eastney for permission to extend each PT course by two weeks – which was promptly refused! So we did it anyway, without asking or telling anyone. And so began the fine tradition of RM PTI’s excelling in all kinds of adventurous activities, including a young chap called Dave Pearce who several years later became the first serving Royal Marine to stand on top of Mount Everest!I left Deal in 1975 for the Canadian Staff College in Toronto and that was the end of my active service with the PT Branch. Many years later I had the privilege of being the President of the PT Reunion Club and much enjoyed being under the watchful eye of Peter Brown and attended a number of PT Reunions in Deal and Lympstone.It is very pleasing to see how the Branch Reunion Club has grown steadily, and how members look out for each other and their families in later years, as well as how friendships made many years ago continue to really count and help to make life better. I believe strongly that those that continue to give so freely of their time to keep the Club working and thriving deserve all our thanks and appreciation, and I hope very sincerely that the standard that they have set us over our first 40 years will be maintained by those that follow. (Andy Keeling)Maj Gen Andy Keeling CB CBE was the last Chief of Staff to the Commandant General in London, before moving to Portsmouth in early 1993 to establish the new HQRM, where he was the Major General Royal Marines for his final 2 years of service. He was appointed OBE for his work in Belfast, promoted to CBE after Iraq and made a CB prior to his retirement from the Royal Marines in 1995.85

(Photo above): Andy Keeling - OCPT Wing in Deal in 1966:(Photo below): Andy Keeling with the combined RN/RM PT Staff at the BRNC Dartmouth in Circa 1967. 86

A SHORT TIME IN THE CORPS - BUT A LIFETIME OF CAMARADERIE!JOHN LONGHaving arrived at the Depot RM, Deal in 1972 and completed basic training, I was able to overcome some Tarzan Course injuries and then finally pass out with 22 Troop. I was then drafted to‘X’ Company, 45 Commando RM, in September 1972 and after working in a Rifle Section for several months and two trips to Norway, followed by a brief tour on HMS Endurance, I underwent further training at HMS Centurian for advancement in the Clerical, Pay and Records Branch.I became veryinterested in and researched the Navy and Army Regulations and the Defence Council Instructions. This assisted me greatly later when I left the corps and was in my new role in a Community Law Centre in Civvy Street.I then was drafted to the Depot RM, Deal, in January 1976 and then worked with WO2 Johnny Ellis in the PT Wing. I enjoyed almost a year in an excellent job with an excellent team of PTI’s. A very small world, as later when I joined the RMA City of London Branch, both Peter Brown and John Farlie were members!They had both been at the Depot RM whilst I was there in 1976. Peter Brown had been the Int Sgt. and then Zulu Company in Newry, whilst I served in 45 Commando RM. it was through my regular dealings with Peter Brown that I was invited to join the RMA PTI Branch as an Associate Member.Sadly, due to family complications, I asked for Voluntary Release and left the Corps in 1976. WO2 Ellis took me for my goodbye interview with the Commanding Officer, Colonel Shallow RM. I felt immense pride when he told me “If you find that you have regretted this move, then we are just a phone call away”. I shall never forget that kind comment.I have had a variety of different jobs and roles since being in Civvy Street all of which I have greatly enjoyed but too lengthy to relate here. However, as a result of my interest in industrial relations I soon became involved with the Hammersmith and Fulham Community Law Centre. This is when my interest in Navy, Army Regulations and the DCI’s came fully into play, as I was a reminded that many of the Statutory Instruments in both the military and civvy street were closely interlinked. I soon became active in advising and representation in Employment and Benefits Tribunals, and still continue to do so, sometimes for former Royal Marines. Since leaving, I have also been active in the 45 Commando Association up until the time it was disbanded.In conclusion, since leaving the corps, my activities as a Director of the Community Law Centre, School Governor, within the 45 Commando Association and RMA City of London has kept me quite busy. I have also been very lucky enough to have been to a Royal Garden Party. Also to have had Dinner with the Commanding Officer, with HRH Prince Michael of Kent present, at the RMR City of London. I continue to be a member of the RMA City of London and enjoy the Graspan Parades each year, when I can catch up with Oppos.My earliest (and happiest) memories are when I was working with John Ellis at the PT Wing in Deal. However, I hope that I have sufficiently conveyed that there is a great deal of pleasure in keeping your ties with the corps and enjoying the great camaraderie and friendship with your oppos when you leave the corps – just as I have done!John (‘Dodger’) Long.(Left): John Long in Norway with 45 Commando and later in life,(Right): chatting with HRH Prince Phillip, on his final appearance, as our Captain General, outside Buckingham Palace.87

A SPTI & HIS REFLECTIONS:FROM QMS KEN WILSON SPTI ROYAL MARINESWindow Ladders:Depot Deal Searchlight Tattoo 1961. What a tremendous occasion for all depot staff and music staff, a weekend of performancesfor the local population and many charities. A morning dawns and 35 PTI’s group together on the edge of South Green in front of an awe- inspiring contraption.Enter QMS SPTI Sandy McVicar. Pointing to various groups, he commands: "You lot will be ‘top evens’ and you 'top odds’ – and this group 'bottom odds’ and you lot ‘bottom evens’. And so, our introduction to the 'Skate' was made. Rising some 70 feet into the sky these two 'window ladders' were ex-Earls Court and Royal Tournament equipment.As each one of us began to come to terms with the intricacies of this behemoth, fears of height were pushed way down below the abdomen, muscles and tendons that we did not even know existed began to develop and still this madman raged on about pointed toes, extended fingers, tighten up the abdomen for the 'lay back' or the 'fly out". We learned to overcome the awkward techniques of spiralling up and down, as we chased diagonally up or down, left or right, through the seemingly impossibly tight-fitting windows.In the end, the first night arrived apprehension to the music of Strauss (don't ask me which one, but I guess it must have been the Johann one!) - we ascended the rope in strict timing to the bass drumbeat. Performing at 70 feet above the South Green, I swear I could see the harbour lights ofCalais across the Channel, what an experience! Also, what an inspired instructor, to make us believe in ourselves and our ability to overcome fears and weaknesses – a true RM PT Wing Depot success story!The Annual Pantomime:Annually for years, the Sergeants Mess has provided its Xmas pantomime for local charities and old aged people's homes, including the raucous new recruits. The prime motivators in this escapade were the Band Music Staff with the Depot Orchestra in full attendance. However, never- to be outdone, or left behind, the Sergeants of the PT Wing were called upon year after year to perform their very special 'Corps de Ballet' in S V boots and 'tutus".Other acts became the name of the game with the team performing Mexican, Chinese, Indian, Egyptian fun routines and dressed accordingly. How they had the audiences over the years rolling in the aisles, convulsed with laughter, at the virtual murder and mayhem being enacted on stage before their eyes.Many left unbelieving that these men were capable of such gymnastic malarkey! My final year and it was whispered among those in the know that two representatives of Saddlers Wells Ballet Company were amongst our audience and subsequently, a mild plaintiff request for the team to put their show on for the London company in London! I guess that this was the finest accolade that any amateur could ever dream of.88QMS KEN WILSON RM

The Gymnastics Display On South Green:Eric Coxon and Tony "Nobby' Clarke PT2 Qualifying course of 1954, and our very own special PT2 course, end the 3-month course by performing a group gymnastic and tumbling display ordered by the course SPTI.Initially all went off like magic with the qualifiers so near to earning their coveted badge, jumping over, diving under, rolling and somersaulting our intricate movement pattern. Then, some quack within our group decided that we should perform this discipline on the hallowed South Green and publicised the event as akin to the Barnum & Bailey flying trapeze circus!All the Depot personnel were invited to witness this phenomenon - placed on a green chalkboard outside the OCPT's office. What I forgot to mention was that our two organisers, Messrs Coxon and Clarke, had decided that all movements in this synchronised pattern were to be controlled by- wait for it - yes, you guessed right... "the whistle’”and this instrument of destruction would be left in the even more destructive charge of Tony Clarke!Came the whitching hour 2.00 p.m. with Commanding Officer, Adjutant, PT Wing hierarchy (all in full blues), PW Branch, Drill Instructors - they came from all over the Depot to witness... what?Yes, again, a DEBACLE!Following the first whistle, the team arrived in the arena; second whistle, we commenced our routine; third and fourth whistle blasts were hardly heard - hardly a puff or a peep from our controller. Voices from within the team: 'What now"? "Should we roll, dive or jump or stand to attention"? Chaos! Clarke had virtually swallowed his whistle!The OCPT was about to jump on his No. 1 uniform cap in sheer and understandably uncontrolled rage. The No. 2 was trying not to suffer an apoplectic fit, whilst attempting to transform his swagger cane into a boomerang, or was it a Bangalore torpedo aimed directly at each one of us?I am curled up in stitches here now as I write this story which took place over 40 years ago. The memories still linger and ache, for a return to that wonderful crazy world of the Depot RMPT Wing and its many multi-faceted jousters.Yes, we were all pardoned, and we did receive our badges and then sent off into the Corps to see what further mayhem we could wreck on the unwitting!Ken WilsonPhoto above: Ken Wilson. Photo Left: Ken Wilson SPTI as Staff Instructor to the 1961 PT1 Course.89

DEAL PT WING PTI’s IN FEBRUARY 1960:THE PT STAFF AT DEAL IN THE MID-1960’s:90

THE PT STAFF AT DEAL IN FEBRUARY 1962:THE PT STAFF AT DEAL IN 1964:91

QMS PAT MAXWELLQMS Pat Maxwell sadly passed on, whilst playing golf, on Friday 12 August 1994. Pat was very well-known through this service with the PT Branch (and then in the RM Careers Service) and he played a pivotal role as the Secretary of the PT Reunion Club for many years.Due to the efforts of Ron Hubble, it was just possible to re-open the RM Deal Barracks Church for Pat's funeral. Ironically, Pat died during the week that he and Valerie, his dear wife, were going to celebrate the 50 years anniversary of marching into the guardroom to report for duty.Mention must also be made of the great work done by Valerie's brother-in-law, Ron Hubble (and his wife, Lilian), who have been responsible for organising the annual Kent PTI’s Reunion in Deal for many years. Sadly, Ron has also passed away.When Pat left the Corps, he commissioned the two treasured drawings of the RM Physical Training School, in Deal, one of the front, with Crash Murray's bike resting against the wall by the entrance one at the back by the showers and one at the back by the showers. Both are shown below:We are very grateful to Val Maxwell for her kind permission to reprint these treasured drawings and also her memories of the happy days spent in the Royal Marines PT Branch in Deal during the 1940’s - 1960’s. Val’s Maxwell “Clan” still live in Deal, as does her sister, Lilian.92

THE PT SCHOOL AT DEAL - THE WAY THAT I REMEMBER IT!FROM MRS VAL MAXWELLThe sound of the early morning bugle call. The band playing in the Drill Field. Seeing young Royal Marines being taken over to the swimming baths, towels under arms. A couple of PTIs along side or PTIs running along the beach to Kingsdown wearing white singlets/sweaters. Well-pressed navy trousers and white gym shoes.Remember the bike, always alongside the gymnasium? Was there more than one? Everyone used it. Did they have inspections every morning by the PT Officer? I don't know. But I do know there was always a clown in every class or course, putting on a funny nose, face, glasses or hat and all the others keeping straight faces. Do you remember seeing your gear, sweaters etc. floating in the swimming pool?Fetes, every Saturday afternoon on village greens around Kent, where gymnastic displays would be given to the public including high box, vaulting and such-like. Hastings rings a bell; the PTI class outing; the route home via a few pubs and landing up in the skating rink at Folkstone sea front – picture that.Weekends off - Friday afternoons would see PTIs walking or running to Deal train station, grip in hand -- remember the grip? Pat had 'cross clubs' drawn on his grip.Dances every fortnight in the gymnasium; bunting everywhere and bar in the annex - was it always pay-week? I'm not sure. Every Thursday morning would see the wives congregating at Catts Restaurant, for coffee and cheese straws. PTIs knew that this meant they would be having the memorable ‘Catts pies’ for lunch!What great sports days we would have in the Drill Field once a year. All the family would join in. Once when Pat was in the Sick Bay with a bad leg, three PTI’s visited him with white lilies - what a sense of humour!It was in October that we had the first PT Branch Reunion - glorious weather, just like summer! We spent the whole weekend in the Barracks, it was so well organised - something going on all the time. We met old friends and made new ones.But what about that Friday night, when we all met up in the RMA on The Strand: I will never forget the wives sitting in the corner of the RMA, watching as PTIs entered through the doorway and other PTIs would spot familiar faces, in turn making their faces light up - truly wonderful moments shared with others, with warm hugs and handshakes! This highlighted what a great branch the PT Branch really is but the Royal Marines, as a whole, has always been a great family.The vacated Deal Barracks echoes with memories of the past and, whilst no longer inhabited by the Royal Marines, it will always hold very dear and vivid memories for all those who have been lucky enough to have been a part of that very special family.Val Maxwell.LOYAL PTI’S WIVES!(L): Val’s sister Lilian, married to Ron Hubble.Both sisters came from Deal.(R): Val MaxwellStill looking lovely, they both attended the PT Reunions at Lympstone when they were in their 80’s and still live in Deal with their families at a ripe old age.93

REMINISCENCES OF SOME PTI REPRISALS AND PRANKS!CLIFF McGAUGHEYThe PT Branch were rather notorious during the 1960’s and 1970’s for their practical jokes and reprisals for any perceived injustices toward them!As my memory is becoming less accurate and to protect the innocent,I do not intend to name any of the perpetrators, or the victims, and some of the circumstances may also differ slightly from the actual event!I am sure that most of these events would not be tolerated in today's climate of racial tolerance, health and safety, sexual equality and political correctness– but they certainly were then!Most of the following events I remember from my time at Deal, beginning with the rivalry between the PTI’s and the Drill Instructors. It was the practice for the Squad Drill Instructor to march the squad to the gym, hand over to the PTI then go into the gym to fill in the squad register.This was always placed on a table covered in a cloth reaching to the floor. On one occasion, crouching beneath the table, a PTI was painting the highly polished toecaps of the DL with white blanco! This went unnoticed until halfway down the Church Path, proudly marching his squad back to the main parade, a loud scream and unmentionable profanities emanating from the victim!Continuing the feud with DL’s, another ploy involved them being lured into the dressing room, engaging them in some complicated strategy of how to move one body of men from 'A to B.' Previously a bucket filled with water had been place on the beam above a chair, specially placed there for the DL’s comfort. On the given signal another PTI went outside to operate the rope to empty the bucket onto the unsuspecting DL!Like most of these pranks, they had limited repetition, but on the agreed last performance of the bucket trick a particular member of the staff complained that he had never been invited to operate the rope. To satisfy him it was agreed that he could go out and perform the last one! The signal was given, and he re-entered the room only to find the contents of his locker (including his Blues) had been placed on the chair and were absolutely soaked!The WRNS were also a favourite target. A favourite was to barricade them in the Wrennery with the heavy park benches that surrounding the field opposite. Another incident involved leaving the writer wren hoisted up to the ceiling in the trampoline harness and she was left there well over the lunch period!However, the Wrens did manage to get one back. It was common practice for the pusser issue PT vests and shorts to be tailored by the Camp tailor. Unfortunately, this couldn’t be done in time for the Quals first parade, so emergency assistance from our female ‘friends’ was required. Leaving the return of the items until the very last moment on Monday morning, it was discovered upon putting them on, that they were very neatly trimmed with lace and nice little bows of ribbon!The PT staff themselves were also vulnerable to personal reprisals. One particular incident involved one of our darker-skinned brethren, who was giving quite a bit of lip. He was staked out and blancoed in white! However, his own reprisal was to nail the parade boots of the culprits to the dressing room beams!Another spate was to tie a drinks can of water to a partly opened locker door, then placing it on the shelf. When the unsuspecting individual opened his locker, he was drenched. This led to the lockers being padlocked, so the next trick involved putting epoxy resin glue in the lock!94

No one was immune. The OCPT Wing was also a main target. He had Vaseline smeared on his brass doorknob, boot polish on the earpiece of his phone and fish heads placed behind his radiator and in the shade of his fluorescent light fitting. The smell was terrible, and so they were removed. However,no one mentioned the one old fish head nailed underneath his chair - in the end even the staff couldn’t put up with the stench, so that too was removed!On another occasion while perusing the items in the Sports store, the curious PTI came across some archery equipment. Subsequently the arrows were flying in all directions! At the time the RM massed bands were practising on the drill field, and a summons from the Adjutant then halted the re-enactment of Agincourt!CTCRM had its own perfect punishment….THE TANK! It was so easy for any transgressor to be dunked fully clothed into it. The Padre pleaded to be allowed to take his shoes off first, which was graciously allowed, and then they threw them into the tank after him!No one was exempt, a rugby playing Provost Sergeant boasted that we would never get him in! The staff donned silly clothing, formed up and marched to the guardroom. From there he was brought to the tank and ceremoniously thrown in. I’m afraid that there was some repercussions from the very high ups about that incident!Finally, it was the custom for the CO and RSM to visit each training wing immediately before summer leave for a quick briefing. On his wishing the PT staff a happy leave, someone began chanting “Tank! Tank!Tank!” which was taken up by the rest of the staff, accompanied by the stamping of feet. I have never seen such a rapid departure of a senior officer from the gym!I know that there were many more instances, but my memory now fails me. The one unforgettable personal trauma that I ever experienced was the PT initiation ceremony, following the PT2’s qualifying. Sensibly, this was later banned, as it was getting well out of hand and served no purpose at all. Not only that, but I am sure that the PTI’s of today are probably far more mature and sensible than in my day!Cliff McGaughey(Photo above): Cliff McGaughey is in the back row (3rd from the left) on his PT2 Course in 1965.95

MY ROYAL MARINES AND POST-SERVICE HISTORY:BOB BELL.I was born in rural Lincolnshire in March 1943. We had no mains drainage no electricity and had just got mains water consisting of one outside tap, so being out in the field under canvas with two blankets to sleep in (no sleeping bags then) wasn’t a problem! I joined the Corps 9th September 1959 as a junior Marine in JE 4 squad. This was the first time I had a regular supply of toilet paper even though it had ‘Government Property’ written on it, as opposed to newspaper!After 18 months training, I eventually passed for duty on 28th February 1961 and was drafted to 41 Commando at Bickleigh. In October of that year, I flew out to 42 Commando in Singapore, via Stanstead, Istanbul, Bombay and then to Singapore - three legs each taking 8 hrs!If you have ever seen the film The Virgin Soldiers made in the 1960’s? That is a good representation of what Singapore was like then! We had three trips to Hong Kong, one to Aden, Bahrain and Australia (Perth and Freemantle), what a trip that was - we left several behind, never to be heard of again! Finally, in December 1962, the Borneo confrontation started, and the unit was deployed there. After four months in the jungle, in March 1963, I was repatriated back to 41 Commando do still at Bickleigh.A JCC followed, then on to Deal to await the 3/63 PT2’s course which did not start until April 1964, work that one out? Also on the course was Andy Pettit, Mal Walker, Ken Fyffe and George Kitson.After passing the PT2 Course, it was on to ITCRM Lympstone, as it was then.Then, in 1965, it was time for the SCC. This was followed by the PT1’s course,once again at Deal, alongside Doc Halliday,Tony Higgins, Ted Kelland and the course being taken by the feared SPTI, Tug Wilson!It would appear sadly that out of this cohort I am the only one still alive!1966 saw me attending the first of two long Gymnastic courses at Aldershot. Then off to 45 Commando in Aden in 1967.Following my tour in Aden I then returned to Deal for a spell, being promoted to Sgt. in 1969. Then to Royal Naval College, Greenwich, as a PTI. The main job was taking future Wren Officers for drill on their course. The pass out was akin to the Kings Squad drill display! The final march past and salute in line was done to music from a record player, which was started by a Bugler from the RM Chatham Band, who on the command ‘quick march’ placed the needle in the appropriate groove - you could not make it up could you! I remember the Bugler was called Bugler Bufton - he never got it wrong!Ted Heath (the former Tory Prime Minister) attended a dinner their one night, and I was required to get to the spot where he would get in his car at midnight, fully dressed up in Blues and Pith helmet, just to open his car door and salute him!96

Next back to CTCRM in 1971, to take the Young Officers. I was responsible for three batches and amongst those were the future PT Officers: Gary Robison, Roland Grant and Robbie Martin. My SPTI’s badge was awarded in 1972. Then HMS Eskimo loomed up for me, a West Indies frigate in 1974, enough said about that! Then back to 40 Commando at Crownhill for the next two and a half years as the Provost Sergeant.CTCRM then beckoned once again, where I was Chief of Staff, and this was to be the last time that I served with the Branch. A very busy time, as we moved from the old gym into the Globe Theatre, whilst the new Gym complex was being built and then we moved into the new building.I worked with the Clerk Of Works and Major Grover to oversee what fittings and equipment were required and where they would go, plus all the floor markings and what colours each should be.So, if the beams, or the dividing nets, basketball backboards etc. are not where you would like them, I am to blame!I also took the very first lesson in the new P&RT Complex. It was a high bar lesson with a qualifying course. On the course were Alan Dunphy, Paul Dixon, Roy Sim and others. During this time thePT School were then moving from Deal to CTCRM. My next posting was to 45 Commando in Arbroath, as the Intelligence SNCO.Finally, I was then posted back to 42 Commando at Bickleigh as the Married Families Liaison Officer (MFLO) and then upon promotion to C/SGT became the HQ CQMS, until I was discharged (quite appropriately!) on 28th October 1983.Since leaving the Corps, I first worked at the Co-op dairy in Plymouth and also had a Guest House.I then moved to Deal in 1988 to run two warehouses for a photographic company for nine years, until redundancy. Then on to a vehicle repair shop, collecting and delivering cars and operating the breakdown truck, until my retirement in 2008.The next move was to a firm that did manufacturing and sound-proofing, but only for two days a week, until I called it a day at the age of 75 years!I had a fantastic time in the Corps and an even better one in the PT Branch. The Branch has had some amazing characters and I have no doubt that the current PT Branch has its share of new ones.We take the micky out of all and sundry, but we also have the great ability to laugh at ourselves! I have had a few setbacks and disappointments along the way, but don’t dwell on the past – always look forward and enjoy the day!Former Corps Gymnast and SPTI Bob Bell.Photos (Above): Bob Bell on the high bar in his younger days at Deal. (Right): With his wife, Wendy, at a PT Branch Reunion.97

BOB BELL ON THE RINGS AT DEAL.BOB BELL SPTI - WITH THE PT STAFF AT CTCRM IN SEPTEMBER 1977.98

A MESSAGE FROM TROG ROYLE:‘More life can trickle through a man’s mind than from a gaping wound’Ed: Trog Royle was a truly outstanding gymnast and PTI and despite his rather extreme sense of humour was extremely loyal to both the PT Branch and he would do almost anything for his many PT Branch friends.Trog left the Corps early to join the Metropolitan Police, but having joined the RMR London, he continued to be a very valuable PTI who rose to the toughest challenge. He was always in demand by the Met Police to sort out the most ruthless thugs, which Trog relished!It was a huge shock, particularly to his wife Barbara, when Trog had a massive stroke and was subsequently paralysed down one side of his body. However, true to form, Trog then set off on many physical challenges which well beyond his capabilities – true to character. Despite his difficulty walking, Trog always made the huge effort to attend the Kent PT Branch Reunions and was always the life and soul of the party!The following article was written by Trog, just before his passing:For those who don’t know me, my name is Trog Royle and I was born at a very early age. Now aged sixty-two years, I have had many adventures, some of which I could well have done without! However, my biggest adventure of 8th April 1997 resulted in my (not very gracefully) collapsing onto the bedroom floor at 2.30am in the morning and ending up in hospital with a major stroke, which left me paralysed down one side of my body.Now over two and a half years later I have, with the help of many physiotherapists and the generous support of friends, improved to such an extent that I am now in the need of another adventure or challenge!At about 13.30 hrs on Sunday 9th October 2000, after a climb of some 830 metres over a distance of about 4,500 metres, accompanied by my young son, Stephen, and Captain Jez Hunter RM, I reached the plateau of Pen y Fan in the Brecon Beacons. A round trip of six hours with the aid of the walking stick!I now intend to climb all three major peaks – Snowdon, Scafell Pike and Ben Nevis – to raise money for the Royal British Legion, Churchill Rehabilitation Centre and funding for Hyperbaric Oxygen Therapy (HBOT), which is a means of providing additional oxygen to the tissues of the body which, with the increased oxygen, furthers the body’s ability to kill germs and increase healing. This is used in the treatment of MS, stroke, burns, problem healing of wounds and many other conditions.This venture will hopefully commence on 1st April 2001 and finish on the summit of Ben Nevis on the 8th April, which will be third anniversary of my stoke. Naturally, between now and then, I will have to put in a whole heap of preparation and planning and training.Although my walking ability and gait is impaired, I believe that I am now at the stage when a challenge will help to consolidate my improvement. I have however been criticised by some thinking that, in my condition, it’s crazy and much too serious a project to undertake.Well, I have had 62 years’ experience of being crazy and am very good at it now - I have also tried being serious, but it doesn’t suit me at all! In this final challenge, I intend to succeed!99

To walk all three peaks will not only be a great challenge but a ‘first’ for me. In the past, as a competitor in the Barmouth to Fort William three peaks race, I had to run up and down the same peaks!With your good wishes, I will have a great team supporting me. We will keep you all informed of progress and thank you all for your support in the meantime.Captain Jez Hunter and my son will also help by beating me with a big stick and employing that well-known motivate factor ‘abuse’ when the going gets tough. In the words of my mentor, Jez: ‘Success is failure turned upside down’. Yours ‘aye’, Trog Royle.Peter Brown writes:When I became the AIPTRM Trog Royle attended an RMR SPTI Course at CTCRM and, as normal, gave his all. He was a great physical specimen, also always highly respectful and courteous and everyone loved him.Trog was a true Royal Marine PTI, who was a wonderful gymnast, incredibly fit (and tough!) who had a huge sense of humour, and he achieved many challenges far beyond his normal capacity – even when he had the huge misfortune to have a life-changing stroke. After his stroke, I visited Trog in the Matfield, Kent, Hospital and just days later Trog was already planning a determined recovery.Very sadly, despite the long period of love and care from his dear wife, Barbara, Trog passed away in 2010 at his home in Cranbrook, Kent. Along with many other fellow PTI’s we attended his funeral in the Cranbrook Parish Church.We managed to arrange a Corps Bugler and John Farlie did the honours with our PT Branch standard at his grave during the Last Post. Trog showed true Corps loyalty, right to the end, and he was buried wearing his Green Beret, loyal to the PT Branch and to the corps right to the end of his life.At Christmas 2022, I received a Christmas card from Trog’s wife, Barbara, informing me that Trog’s grandson had joined the corps and was currently in training – so the legend carries on and Trog would have been so proud! RIP Trog Royle.(Above): Trog Royle (R) at a Deal PTI’s Reunion with (L) former PTI/Corps Boxing Coach, Ben Ford BEM.(Photo Left):The PT2 Qualifying Course at Deal in 1958. with Trog Royle in the back row, third from the right.100

WHO WANTS TO BE A PTI?JOHNNY BICKFORDMy introduction to the PT Wing came on a cold miserable day in February 1951, having arrived at Deal two days previously, totally brainwashed and indoctrinated, hair shorn off, addressed by the then Commandant General Sir John Hollings, the opening words of his address still ringing in my ears: 'Gentlemen, we are here to kill or be killed'. Nobody had mentioned that in the careers office - I just liked the uniform! I thought I was now ready for anything - wrong!Having been doubled to the swimming baths already shattered, I now found myself amongst screaming short-haired creatures clad in tight fitting PT vests and shorts, muscles rippling, all trying to out-shout each other, urging us humble, miserable forms of life to 'get changed and onto the poolside in one minute' or that's what is sounded like! With my heart trying to get out of my chest, a cold sweat on my upper lip, legs akimbo, I got swept along with the rest: the nightmare was only just starting!The biggest of these creatures, bull-necked and totally muscle-bound, now took over. The other PTI’s kept calling him 'Staff' - I thought he was Welsh! 'Right', he roared, 'Top of the diving board go - each of you in tum will run the board, try to touch the overhead girder as you jump and look up, not down; non-swimmers will be assisted to the side by PTis with the poles'. These had magically appeared from nowhere. I now know that besides being Demi-Gods, PTis are notoriously short on truth - being a non- swimmer I was somewhat comforted to know that I wouldn't drown - wrong!As I hit the water, terrified, logic gone, I frantically reached for the pole only to be knocked down by the leering short-haired, demented creature at the other end of it on a repeated basis until I finally reached shallow water, spewing as much as I could back into the pool. I've gone at length to describe this episode because later in my career I was to remember this cherished meeting with the PT Wing and its members. From that day on I was a swimmer!Episode two: milling, that gentle art of knocking s**t out of each other, was in the Recruit syllabus at the time, I was paired with a Townie of mine, and we'd agreed to not hurt each other too much, just go through the motions - wrong again! Entrance right, the PTI who proceeded to show us both what the requirement was, I came out of the ring with a thick lip, blood oozing from a broken nose and my brain, which had gone into orbit!Already I was planning revenge: I'd been nearly drowned, now pummelled nearly to death, within the space of a few days. I'd made up my mind, if you can't 'break 'em, join 'em’! I later joined the PT Wing. On my Quals course, I was to remember the milling episode. Derek 'Ginge' Evans was instructing the quals in 'boxing by numbers', the punch in question, the left hook. I was paired with Paddy 'Heimph' Lingane. In Derek's demo, the recipient of the punch was to take guard, protecting his head with his glove to the side the punch would arrive from, much to my and 'Heimph's amazement and amusement, he took guard to the wrong side of the head and I got a free poke. Although the quals found this hilarious, Derek was enraged; he thought, quite wrongly, that his instruction was being undermined. I was in deep trouble – and so was 'Heimph’ !Another couple of amusing incidents happened at Deal in 1971. I had been appointed QMS Sport, responsible for programming and organising Depot Sport. The OCPT was Capt Simon Cook, the Wing QMS, Ken Wilson, some of the other characters of the Wing were in prominence, Taff Toms, Ted Kelland, 'Hig the Pig' Tony Higgins and others. I had been promised that my post would be until I took pensionin 1973. In yet another shortage on truth, I well remember Simon Cook informing me that I had been‘specially selected' to relieve Brian Stokes on Intrepid - his words, not mine!Johnny Bickford with his dog at Deal circa 1971101

Prior to leaving for Pre-Embarkation Training two events are indelibly printed on my mind:Firstly, the Officers v. Seniors annual football match and a contrived draw! My punishment for allegedly allowing this to happen was to be lashed to the crossbar of the goal immediately opposite the WRNS quarters, negative underpants! Copious buckets of water were then delivered to my body at regular intervals until my protagonists tired of their warped sense of humour, left me to dry out. I was finally released some time after almost in a state of hypothermia by Drum Major Charlie Bowers, he wanted to call the Duty Doc but was persuaded that any such course of action would be injurious to his well-being!Then just before Christmas leave and my departure for Poole and PET, I was arrested, judged, found guilty on all charges of leaving the PT Wing without staff permission. My punishment: tarred, feathered and suspended in the main gym rafters. It was just prior to the annual Carol Service at which the CO,OC Wrens and other dignitaries were to be present, and I was still 'hanging around' when they arrived for the Service! My appearance caused a mixture of emotions, including much consternation fromthe CO. I was released and subsequently bollocked for allowing the staff to carry out my official send off happy days, happy memories!On arrival on HMS Intrepid, I was able to achieve revenge for my drafting from the PT Wing. I was appointed Gangway Officer while the ship was having a refit in Devonport Dockyard when the IRA activities were at their height. My instructions were that nobody without a pass/permit was to come aboard. My moment of revenge came when the 'dockyard matey's tried to return on board after lunch - no pass/permit, no come on board! Chaos ruled and my short but illustrious career of Duty Officer came to an abrupt end. What fun, I honestly couldn’t recognise a matey from an IRA suspect- I was only a PTI!Finally, my incident with the PTI’s poles at Deal was to be remembered. As Sergeant Major and Ship’s PTI, I was to instruct and supervise 'abandon ship' drills in the Med. I would remind you that the flight deck to waterline was a long way down! I duly despatched crew and detachment members to the water with the final reminder, 'look up, not down'. Finally, it was my tum to go, throwing caution to the wind and I was determined to make a grand entry!I leapt into space, forgot everything, except self survival and hit the water like a bunch of braces, every ounce of wind knocked from my body, going down for what seemed an eternity, finally to surface to tumultuous cheers from those already in the water - where were the men with the poles?! I couldn't swallow my pride, I'd already swallowed half the Med!There are many more happy incidents, which are better for the telling over a pint – cheers to all! In closing, I wish all PTis, past and present and those still in the changing room of the Swimming Pool, every success and add to the history of what is truly the greatest of Specialisations.Who wants to be a PTI?Mens sana in corpore sana. JOHNNY BICKFORD.Ed: Johnny Bickford (now in his late 80’s) lives in Rotherham. Despite having previously had a stroke and struggling with walking sticks, John managed to attend the 2019 PT Branch Reunion, thanks to Terry Harrison’s personal taxi service that delivered him all the way from Rotherham!The photo (left) shows John with his former PTI colleagues Bill Turnbull, John Ellis, John Farlie (rear) Keith (‘Tug’ Wilson and Derek Jason.102

TRAVELS WITH THE PT BRANCH:ARCHIE HOUSTONIn April of this year, I was travelling with Bill Howie, and our good ladies, to Brighton to see the Moody Blues in concert - when the above idea was nurtured! It was a lovely spring day and for old times' sake and touch of nostalgia, Bill suggested that we take the (A272) country route to Brighton, via Hawkhurst, Blackboys, etc., which was familiar to scores of club-swingers, who had travelled this route through the years, to various venues in Portsmouth for either sport, or courses.Bill particularly wanted to point out a stretch of road near to Ringmer on the B2192, which had its origins in Roman times and typical of its design ran straight and true for a considerable distance.While on this stretch, Bill told the story of a particular journey he had undertaken with Peter Brown:Dual Control (Or A Car With A Mind Of Its Own):Apparently, Bill and Peter were heading down to Pompey and, to beat the traffic, decided to journey at night. They were travelling in Peter's distinctive white Sunbeam Rapier with the brown stripe (remember it?) and were making good time.Bill was dozing in the passenger seat and for comfort had taken his shoes off. Bill told me that he could feel movement under the carpet at a number of points and this appeared to occur when Peter operated the accelerator, or clutch. He quickly deduced that what he was actually feeling was the disconnected pedals of a dual control vehicle!Bill went into club-swinger mode and a mischievous plan commenced. Waiting for the familiar straight stretch to arrive, and with no other car on the road, Bill felt for the point where he thought the accelerator was located. Timing his move to perfection, he increased pressure and the car distinctly increased speed.Bill glanced across to Peter and could see a puzzled look begin to appear and, with every increase in pressure on the pad, puzzlement changed to panic, and at one point Peter was committed to wedge his right foot under the accelerator in an attempt to force it towards him to slow the vehicle down, whilst also looking increasingly bewildered and perplexed!By this time, Bill couldn't contain himself and creased up which, apart from averting a runaway car, made Peter quickly realise that buying an ex-driving school car had its pitfalls, particularly when travelling with another member of the PT Branch!103(Above): Peter’s beloved Sunbeam Rapier.

HOW NOT TO BECOME A PTI!PETER BROWNHaving served my first tour of duty after training I was sent to 45 Commando in Aden, where I was a Section Bren-gunner for 14 months,Following this tour of duty, I found myself drafted to 41 Commando in Bickleigh Camp, Plymouth (as it was then). Although nothing much was really happening, I did train very hard and was extremely fit, having passed all the swimming and aptitude tests in Aden and very much wanting to join the SBS. It was nothing for me to run the several miles in my heavy SV boots along the roads and up the winding track to the top of the Dewerstone Rock and back again, which I did every afternoon.However, I was eventually sent on a JCC at Lympstone, which I passed and was then lined up with others on the course to report one at a time to one Major Jeff Beadle, who was there to decide what we were going to do next. We all stood in line for our one-minute discussion that would decide our futures.Standing rigidly to attention I confidently said: “I want to join the SBS, Sir!” Without any pause, or hesitation, he said “No you can’t, as I was now a JNCO” – so my dreams evaporated within seconds - and he decided to send me on a Drill Instructor’s course at Deal instead! I was sent there a couple of days later, only to find myself on the Cavalry Gate gate for 4 hours at a time in a very cold winter on the Provost staff, waiting to do a course that I didn’t even remotely want!After counting the bricks on the Cavalry Gate for hours on end, finally, the day of the dreaded course arrived and we (the DL Course) were all marched into the OC Courses office, one at a time, whereupon I cautiously mentioned that I didn’t actually want to be a Drill Instructor!A short period of silence followed and then I was told, in the strongest Royal Marines manner possible, that indeed I was going to be a drill instructor! Still standing rigidly to attention, I was only allowed one sentence of reply and without pause, or hesitation, I said “No Sir, I won’t!” Once again, without further pause or hesitation, the immediate reply came “Yes, L/Cpl Brown, you will! I was swiftly marched out and to my horror and to the course Instructor, C/Sgt Roger Tyack’s delight, I was then on the DL’s course!However, training to be in the SBS had also made me become somewhat resolute and I decided, once again, that I was definitely not going to be a Drill Instructor. Actually, having been both a QMS and Drum Major in the Royal West Kent Army Cadet Force prior to joining, as well as No. two Diamond throughout training, plus the JCC, I was actually quite good at drill etc. However, my antics during the first two weeks of the course did nothing to enhance my reputation, as I purposely did everything wrong, to the absolute fury of C/Sgt Tyack - not someone a mere L/Cpl should tangle with!Following a rather difficult week of borderline insubordination, I was marched in front of the Depot RSM (RSM Thomas?). Standing rigidly to attention, I was once again told that I would indeed become a Drill Instructor and I gave the (by now rather predictable) response that I would not!Upon being dismissed from this short conversation, I made a smart right turn in front of the RSM’s desk and swinging my arms like a windmill, briskly starting to march out. Unfortunately, my left arm accidentally connected with the RSM’s silver headed parade stick on his desk and sent it flying speedily across the room, loudly hitting the far wall!Rather gingerly, I quietly bent down and picked it up and placed it back on his desk, and with a mumbled apology, and marched out just as fast as I could!104

My ultimate ‘moment of truth’ came during the weekly C.O.s parade on one very cold and frosty Friday morning parade on the vast Deal parade ground. Everyone had to attend the C.O.’s parade and the Friday morning parade was the ultimate display of military precision and was very impressive, with all of the various Wings and Recruit Squads on parade, as well as the full RM Band. In those days the slightest deviation of the standard drill had very serious repercussions and was an extremely sobering experience!Our drill instructor’s course (six of us) lined up on parade in front of everyone else and the marching began. To the great disbelief and huge amusement of all of the recruit squads and to the utter dismay of everyone else, I gave a star performance of how not to be a drill instructor, turning left instead of right, not halting when I should have etc. etc. This must have been the most enjoyable parade that the recruit squads had ever witnessed, as they had never seen anything like this before, and neither had anyone else!Finally, after my fine performance and marching off the parade, C/Sgt Tyack was (quite understandably) apoplectic with rage and I thought that he was going to have a heart attack! However, a sudden miracle occurred, and I was immediately taken off the course! That Friday was particularly bitter and cold andI still vividly remember, just a few hours later, sitting in the back of a 4-tonner, in my thick Harris-Tweed jacket, being quickly driven to the Deal railway station.A couple of days later, still wearing my thick Harris-Tweed jacket, I was sweating profusely under the hot sun, having landed in Dar-es-Salaam, in East Africa and back with 41 Commando, who in my absence had been sent out the to sort out the mutiny within the Kings Royal African Rifles.I loved being in East Africa and when the unit returned to the UK and, as a mere L/Cpl, with just two Marines, I volunteered to remain and escort a train with six carriages of surrendered arms and ammunition from Dar-es- Salaam to Nairobi, which was a great two-week experience!For those who may be wondering what happened next, after a few months and to my huge delight, I eventually found myself on a PT2 course at Deal! However, prior to the course, I once again found myself on the Provost staff at Deal for two months. When George Malhan (also on the PT2 Course) played football for Deal Town every Saturday, I did his stint on the gate also, spending eight hours counting the bricks on Cavalry Gate once again and I knew them quite well by then.However, instead of saying “No Sir, I won’t!”, my mindset changed to “yes Sir, I will!” and on successfully completing the PT2 course, I finally became a proud PT Instructor. C/Sgt Tyack (later RSM) and I didn’t speak to each other much after that. Perhaps we had both learned something!(Peter Brown.)A LESSON IN LIFE:Having learned that miracles do happen occasionally, many years later, without any prior intention of reaching such a highly status,I somehow found myself promoted to become a WO1 and the AIPTRM at CTCRM, aswell as being awarded an MBE to boot – yes, miracles DO happen, so always have faith!105

MY FONDEST MEMORIES OF DEALPETER BROWNI was so proud to have been accepted into the Royal Marines and on a cold January morning in 1961 and duly presented myself to the Guardroom at the Depot RM, Deal, sharp on the very first stroke of 09.00 as per instructed. Nine months of highly disciplined training as a recruit (No. 2 Diamond throughout) and I was ready for action, proudly wearing my green beret.A short spell at the Royal Marines Barracks in Eastney and then it was off to 45 Commando, in the hot and humid Aden, to be a Bren-gunner for 14 months. In the smelly Little Aden Camp there were some welcome brief respites, when we travelled the long and bumpy track journey to the tented camp at Dhala. There we would spend most days patrolling the huge Yemeni border mountains, with me carrying the heavy Section Bren-gun and ammunition (lots of it!) all done on meagre rations and the statutory half a bottle of water with salt tablets added, up and down those huge mountains.Whilst back at the hot and smelly Little Aden Camp (where we were at at least by the Red Sea) I got up every morning at 0500 (before sunrise) and charged up and down the Jebel mountains in my heavySV boots. I always finished this punishing run by attempting to swim out to the distant buoy. I wanted to join the SBS but knew that unless I taught myself how to do the crawl stroke, I wouldn’t pass theswimming test. I started with just one stroke and then over the months built up and eventually managed to swim around the distant buoy and back. By the end of the commission, I was superbly fit and had passed the aptitude test for the SBS - my dream had come true!However, having completed the Junior Command course successfully, I was told that as a L/Cpl I could no longer be considered for the SBS. There was no discussion about any- thing in those days and somehow to my horror I ended up on a Drill Instructors course at Deal! Having decided that I was not going to be a DL, I created general havoc for a couple of weeks and within 24 hours I had suddenly left the icy Deal parade ground to find myself in Tanganyika with 41 Commando, during an uprising of the King's African Rifles! I enjoyed this so much that I stayed on and, as a L/Cpl with 2 Marines, we were the sole guard for a train load of captured arms and ammunition and enjoyed our own train 'safari' travelling from Dar Es Salaam to Nairobi – a nervy, but great, experience.Somehow, in 1964, I eventually managed to get onto the PT2 course at RM Deal. There were about twelve of us Qualifiers, under our Staff Instructor, Brian Stokes, who was a most patient and wonderful mentor throughout. The few years spent at Deal contained some wonderful memories that could never have been achieved in Civvy Street! I only have to see a picture of our old PT School and the memories come flooding back. Here are some of my favourites:Running along the shingle at Deal seafront, along with Doc Halliday, Johnny Ray, me and George Malhan in our pusser’s plimsoles. Doc and Johnny were superbly fit. Johnny Ray told us that training shoes had been invented (it was 1964). They were called Dunlop 'Green Flash’ shoes and I dreamed of having a pair of these 'go faster' shoes – how many choices of training shoes are there now?!• Swedish PT: as a PT qualifier, I would walk along The Strand in Walmer, towards the Deal town on a Saturday afternoon, trying to learn off-by-heart the 14 parts of a Swedish PT table. George Malhan wasn't so good at class taking, so we would practise with him, putting a pebble under his tongue. We eventually ended up as great class-takers, albeit the Scottish version by George.• We (Tony Toms and I) went on our very first trimaran trip, which was skippered by the notorious Doc Halliday, who appeared to be very experienced in such matters. It was a sunny Saturday morning as we left Deal and headed towards Ramsgate. Somehow, we made it to Ramsgate and then headed back, but a storm erupted. Both Tony and I were very seasick and very, very cold.The wind blew us well out to sea but hours later, by some miracle, we got back to Deal. The boat took in water and sank just before getting to the North Deal beach. The Duty Squad had to come out and rescued the boat. Tony and I never sailed again, and didn’t go anywhere near Doc Halliday, either!106

• To my horror, I was drafted to a ship, HMS Zulu to be exact - for nearly three years - and I hated most of it! During our Ships' Detachment training off West Scotland and because I was a PTI, our OCRM (one Capt I M H Moore) ordered me to make a 'death slide' from a lighthouse down to the boulders on the beach below. I wasn't sure of my talent to do anything like this, but he wouldn't listen. As ordered, I set it up, including an extremely crude "brake' at the bottom, using a first aid stretcher. It was very steep and once again I pointed out some safety issues but was ignored.• Our leader, Capt Moore, wanted to go first and launched himself off with sheer lunacy. As he approached the boulders at an incredibly high speed, he hit the brake. Such was the sudden stop that his hands shot off through the toggle and he splattered himself on the boulders below. Thinking that I had killed him, I cautiously approached the lifeless body, but my sense of humour took over and was laughing so much that uncontrollable tears poured down my cheeks! Finally (thank God!) the OCRM slowly (very slowly) got to his feet and staggered off into the distance without a word. I think we both learned something that day.• At Deal, the wet winter days spent at the Coldblow. As a qualified PTI, you were expected to coach all sports and three afternoons a week we got into the double-decker buses in Deal Barracks, loaded with junior musicians, to spend the afternoon at the Coldblow sports fields coaching them in a variety of sports. Coldblow lived up to its name and it was inevitably a cold and wet experience, but dear Sharkey Ward (who had survived Belsen) would make us a very welcome half-time hot mug of tea in his hut. Thank you, Sharkey.• Summer at Deal: After passing my PTI’s course, I was stationed at the Depot RM Deal and felt on top of the world. I had my Sunbeam Rapier (twin carburettors!) which was my pride and joy, was incredibly fit, and enjoying life to the full, as only a PT can! On a summer's evening, the sports fields and gardens at the rear of the PT School were lovely. Thanks to our avid groundsman, Polly Perkins, there was never a weed to be seen and there was a real magic about the place. As the swallows swooped down over the south sports fields , screaming as they went, I felt that I was in heaven, and I was!• We trained hard: apart from our PT duties we all trained hard to get as fit as possible. Weight training in the stone gym (John Watts, George Gibson, Tony Toms, etc.) I would also do shingle runs on the beach and grid-sprints with Keith Murray. I wanted my pulse rate to reach over 200 beats per minute and had a canvas and rope contraption that Keith would hang on to. We both ended up with lots of Judo trophies and I reached 4th Dan Black Belt, so I'm sure it all worked!• In the gym, all the fun: work hard, play hard but make sure that you are on your spots at 07.50 and immaculate! The discipline, the pride in squads that passed out extremely fit, the PT displays, the sports competitions, the wonderful RM bands, the buildings and the great military environment. Add to that a team spirit that is second to none and you have what was the PT School at Deal in the 1960’s and 1970’s.• The memories of Deal: There are simply too many more great experiences and memories to be recounted here. However, such memories are very precious and belong to a special group of people at a special time. Would we do it all again? You bet we would!Peter Brown107

(Below): The PT staff at RM Barracks, Eastney, in 1971Back Row (L to R): Terry Harrison, Barry Millerchip, Richard Hall, John Davies & Barney (Sports Store)Front Row: Andy Higginson, Maj Jeff Beadle MC MBE, QMS Sandy MacVicar, Pete Grinstead.With the support of the Corps Sports Office, also at Eastney, it was the centre of excellence for many of the corps top boxers, soccer players and sportsmen who trained there.THE ROYAL MARINE BARRACKS, EASTNEY:Many of today’s PTI’s will not have known the Royal Marines, Eastney Barracks, a lovely set of military buildings, gymnasium, sports fields and swimming pool that were originally built in the 1860’s and sadly closed and turned into housing in 1991. However, it played a large part in Corps sport in the 1960’s – 1970’s and was always a pleasure to visit.108

MAJOR JEFF BEADLE MC MBE RM (1992-2021)Many veteran members of the Royal Marines PT Branch will remember Major Jeff Beadle MC MBE as the Inspector of PT, then based in the Royal Marines Barracks at Eastney, who did much to promote the growth of corps sport, which resulted in many top-class sportsmen at all representative levels.However, even those who worked closely with Major Beadle in the Corps Sports Office were largely unaware of his outstanding military service, until his sad passing in April 2021 aged 98.Here is just a brief summary of his fine service during WW2:Major Beadle had a lot to live up to as his father was Lt. Col. Charles Beadle MM MC of the East Surrey Regiment. However, as the Troop Commander of Y Troop, 40 Commando RM during the Italian Campaign in WW2, he did him proud when he led an audacious night attack on the islandof Brac in the Adriatic, only to be badly wounded during a German counter-attack. Just six of his men reached the summit but thanks to his fine leadership, they delayed its recapture by a much superior enemy.During the German counterattack and under fire from mortars and stick grenades, he ranout of ammunition for his captured German Schmeisser and a flurry of explosions knocked him on to his face and drove shrapnel into his back, shoulder, buttocks and legs and he was left as dead.When the sun came up, his apparently lifeless corpse was rolled over, and he suddenly woke up to a German officer pointing a pistol in his face. The next few days passed in a state of semi- consciousness, and he was taken as a prisoner on a stretcher to the mainland, passing through several German field hospitals, until he was imprisoned in Stalag Luft lll.There, after the murder of 50 Allied airmen who had made “The Great Escape" in March 1944, he was told that further escape attempts were forbidden.Nevertheless, in January 1945 he was chosen to lead an escape party through tunnel “George”, which remained undiscovered by the Germans before being evacuated and forced to march west.Having survived the harsh weather and strafing from the RAF he finally met an advance party of 45 Commando, and he was then able to re-join the Royal Marines.Post-war he was offered a permanent commission and he rose to become the Inspector of Physical Training, Royal Marines, at the time that the corps was promoting sport to aid recruiting.He spent long hours to both find and then develop outstanding players in all sports and as a result corps sports players provided the bulk of the Royal Navy teams in all inter-service competitions, for which he was awarded a well-deserved MBE.A Red Cross parcel sent to Major Beadle, PoW No. 7892 in Stalag Luft III in 1944109

MY SPORTING REFLECTIONS OF ANOTHER ERAFORMER PT&SO BRIGADIER JONATHAN THOMSON CBE RMFollowing the sad passing of Frank Allen, it caused me to look back at an era of remarkable sportsmen and women. I jotted down some first thoughts and sent them to Peter, who promptly sent me four copies of The Sportsman and asked that I reflect a bit more!I only worked in the PT Branch for two years, at the end of the 1960’s, so am not an expert, but in that time, I met a very wide group of most unusual people in the PT Branch, and it is those I’ll try to recall to the best of my memory of those days. If my facts are wrong, I’m very happy to be corrected.Having completed the PT Officers’ course in early 1967, I was appointed to Eastney Barracks as the PT&SO. Little did I realise that I was about to meet and mix with a very different world! Corps Sport was run by Jeff Beadle MBE MC, who ran things with a sure hand. He was supported by Sgt WL “Spike” Kelly PTI, whose talents were to come to my rescue after he heard of my imminent demise on account of some quite dreadful double-entry bookkeeping. As the firing squad was rehearsing outside, Spike asked if he could help? He then drew a red line through all of my work and 24 hours later produced accounts that were immaculate and passed muster, for which I was forever grateful!The gym at RMB Eastney was run with an iron hand by Sandy MacVicar. My office was upstairs, overlooking the gym which was a constant hive of activity. The Corps boxing team trained there under the indefatigable Derek Evans who over the years produced a string of champions from ABA downwards.As a runner I was very skinny and not at all strong, but I benefitted greatly from taking part in some of the sessions, being very careful not to go anywhere near a ring with the likes of Maxi Smith, John Laing and Ron Adam, to name but three! Occasionally the ‘heavies’ would train with us, in particular Ted Kelland, and John Watts, who broke the British record for the discuss when representing GB against Poland in September 1968.Unseen, because it wasn’t a Corps Sport, cyclist Mike Parker went from novice to Navy record holder in less than 8 months, riding machinery that many today would find impossible. Mike went on to have an impressive career on two wheels. Elsewhere Jim Goldsworthy was bringing sports parachuting to many;Alan Downton (a 3rd Jan in Judo) had been instrumental in forming the British Judo Association in 1948 and encouraged sufficient talent for the Royal Marines to form the entire RN judo team of 1968. My own judo training consisted of being thrown around the dojo by John Stark!Deep in the forests, unseen and unheralded, Mike Wells-Cole was upsetting the established order in British Orienteering. He was to become the British Champion in 1969 & 1970 and competed in three World Championships. Tragically, he died after a training run when preparing for the 1976 World Championships. This was quite unbelievable because in his day he was magic, slipping through the forests like a young gazelle and completely uncatchable!Another lovely runner was Frank Allen, which is where this piece started. In his day he was lethal over both the country and the track, where he specialised in the 3,000m steeplechase and ran for Guernsey in the 1970 Commonwealth Games held in Edinburgh – in equine terms Frank was both Derby winner and Grand National champion.110

Horses also featured in the Pentathlon, where Rod Tuck, was extremely prominent, as well as Paul Stevenson and both were outstanding athletes, with Rod being one of the few (if only), British athletes to compete both in winter and summer Olympic games (Biathlon and Pentathalon). Tuck would have been hard to beat over the steeplechase in his day and was marvellously eccentric - but a degree of eccentricity and determination was the hallmark of many of our great champions.One characteristic of very successful sportsmen is their great attention to detail. Terry Harrison, was a brilliant fencer, who combined athletic grace with the lightening reactions of a striking cobra!He talked of the need for a killer instinct, something that he demonstrated to the full.He also writes that “Champions are ordinary people who have used their talents to the full”, and many of those mentioned here would have recognised that description. He goes on to say that a killer instinct does not imply “Win at any price”, because “A victory gained by underhand methods is no victory at all”.This brief survey misses many outstanding sportsmen including those who excelled at squash, hockey, football, cricket, sailing, canoeing and rugby; gymnasts with their amazing strength and worn-out hands; the motor-cyclists who put on displays amid mind blowing speeds, and many others – the list is endless but includes many sports in which we had internationals.It also missed the climbers, John Barry and David Nicholls, whose routes in the 1970’s were to be truly top class; the emerging distance runners such as Barry Heath, with impressive wins over the marathon, and Jim Douglas whose times over 1,500m on the track were of international standard.These were special times with very special people who gave us great sporting memories. I am extremely proud to have known them all and witnessed their skills. My apologies to all the many other very talented sports men and women who are not mentioned in this short article and my sincere thanks for the many sports people that I met - and sometimes emulated!Jonathan Thompson.Brigadier Jonathan Thomson served in the Royal Marines with great distinction, commanding the SBS, 45 Commando and 3 Commando Brigade; he was appointed OBE following the Falklands War, awarded the QGM for service as C.O. 45 Cdo. in Iraq in 1991, and promoted to CBE before he retired from the Corps. He was also Mentioned in Dispatches twice, for service in Borneo and Northern Ireland.Ed: Still very fit and determined, in October 2020, Jonathan (then over 75 years old), trained extremely hard and then set off to cycle 500-miles in the very hilly, wet and windy, North-West of Scotland.He cycled from Inverness Castle to John o’Groats, and then back again, raising £11,000 for service veterans suffering from PTSD. He continues to raise money for this worthy cause.111

SOME OUTSTANDING PT BRANCH SPORTSMEN:112A brief overview of some of the PT Branch’s outstanding sportsmen.

C/Sgt Derek Evans BEM, Corps Boxing Coach, with some of his corps Boxing team at RMB Eastney at that time.Big Ted Kelland BEM- Another trophy!John Watts with the NATO sports trophy.Mike (“The Bike”) Parker - Plymouth to Portsmouth record.Alan Downton MBE (3rd Dan Judo).John Stark MBE (1st Dan Judo).Mike Wells-Cole GB Orienteerer.CORPS SPORTSMEN OF 1960’s/1970’s:Corps sports was prominent in the 1960’s & 1970’s, with many PTI’s excelling in their chosen sports. RMB Eastney played a big part in hosting and training many Corps sportsmen, with also the Corps Sports Office located there under Major Jeff Beadle Here are some of the sportsmen mentioned in Jonathan Thompson’s article:Tony Toms - Rugby and Athletics.113

Frank Allen 1970 CommonwealthgamesTerry Harrison MBE 1976 – Inter-Services Champion-At-Arms.Jim Douglas, GB Runner training at RMEastney Barracks.The Corps had many more PTI’s representing the Corps, Navy, Inter-services and GB teams, not mentioned here. It was a very healthy time for all corps sport. This sporting ethos was encouraged in the Commando units, who competed strongly in all corps sports competitions. John Ellis – Football Coach: Receiving the 1964 Tunney Cup fromMaj Gen Houghton (Depot RM 4 vs. 43 Cdo 0).John coached the Corps, Navy, and Combined Services Football teams and achieved much more in later life.114Rod Tuck (Back R) competed in both a winter and summer Olympic games. He later became OCPT Wing at Deal.

JIM DOUGLAS - GB ATHLETE:Jim Douglas was very active in Athletics, especially on the track in the 1,500m and he broke the existing Corps and Navy records at the RN Pitt Street athletics track. He also represented the Corps and Navy at basketball and cross-country, and the Corps in Volleyball.He was also was awarded the NATO sports trophy in 1972, as the “Most Outstanding Sportsman of The Year” by Dennis Healy, the Defence Minister at the time. Jim still has the NATO trophy and intends to donate it to the PT Branch at CTCRM in due course.In 1969, Jim was then selected for the GB team in the GB v France athletics match at the White City track, where he broke the 4-min mile record. Following this he was selected to represent GB at the European Championship in Athens, where he set a new British 1500m record of 3 min 38 seconds.During 1970 and 1972 although Jim had injuries that curtailed his training, he was still able to run sub-4 min miles but received no call-ups for the GB team. Having recovered from injury he was selected for the trials for the 1972 Munich Olympics.However, his intense training had led to some severe injuries. Jim recalls: “A week or two before the trials I started to develop pain in my Achilles tendon. It just started getting worse and worse. During the final of the trials at Crystal Palace, I couldn’t finish, and I ended up sitting with my heel in the water jump because the pain was so severe.”Sadly, Jim’s athletics career was all but over. However, having recovered somewhat from his injuries, Jim attended and passed the PT2 course at Deal in 1972, under SPTI Tony Higgins. Jim reflects: “Somehow, I never seemed to be able to fulfil my full potential due to injuries. However, such is life and worse things happen at sea!Years later, Jim Douglas has now retired from managing the Council Recreation Centre in Carlisle and has set up an RMA Carlisle Branch.(Above): Jim Douglas: GB v France at White City, 1969 - winner of 1,500 m. in British record time.(Right): Jim: At Athens – GB v Greece,in June 1972. A new British 1500m record of 3min, 38.8 seconds.115

CORPS ATHLETICS – MY PITT STREET DAYS: JIM DOUGLASPitt Street, location of the Royal Navy Athletics track and stadium. This mecca for service athletics holds fond memories for me andI am sure many other Royal Marines and PTI athletes!‘Dinger' Bell was the residing CPOPTI in my days and I can remember he always made visiting Royal Marines very welcome, particularly when a good many of us made up the RN teamfor the Inter-Services Championships.Pitt Street also hosted the Corps Athletic Championships on several occasions, and I recall enjoying the close competition between the competing units and individuals.A memorable duel always used to be the 100m between 'Bomber' Brown and 'Bogie' Knight. Bogie's training seemed to consist of moonlight starting practice at the end of his garden, which he insisted he did, but could not be confirmed by anyone!As mentioned earlier, there were a lot of Royal Marine PTI’s who represented the Royal Navy in the early 1970’s. I used to drive from Lympstone to Portsmouth regularly for team get- togethers and training.One such journey involved picking up Ted Kelland, Tony Toms and Mike Gibson, together with assorted 16ft poles, discus, shots and hammers, etc., all piling into a tiny Hillman Imp and then hammering down from Lympstone to Pitt Street in Portsmouth, especially because, as usual, Ted Kelland was late!By the time we arrived in Portsmouth, the poorold Hillman Imp was on its last legs! Going speedily around a roundabout unfortunately caused another approaching another car to suddenly slow down.This resulted in a 1970's style road rage!However, the other party soon saw the error of their ways when my large passengers, one by one, emerged from the Imp to explain to them that it was perhaps in their best interests to keep moving!From memory, this was the golden age of Royal Marines and Royal Navy PT Branch athletics, and I am very proud to have been a part of it and to have enjoyed the company of so many friends and characters.Not all enjoyed the success of going on to represent their country as John Watts, Ted Kelland and I did, but I do know that they gave their all and were happy to play a part, especially when the Corps won the Navy Championships!Jim Douglas.Jim Douglas, training at RM Eastney Barracks.(Left): Jim’s Hillman Imp.116

RM BARRACKS EASTNEY – THE HOME OF CORPS BOXERS:RMB Eastney was home of the Corps boxers in the 1960/70’s and they were coached and trained by C/Sgt. Derek Evans BEM, the Corps Coach. Derek’s own boxing career started when he was the Corps Boxing Champion in 1949-1953.The 1960/70’s were a good time for corps boxing and many service and national boxing awards were won. Owing to space restrictions we are only able to provide a just a short snapshot of some of them.C/Sgt. Derek Evans BEMThe Corps Coach, Derek Evans, with his Corps Boxers (circa 1960’s).Johnny LaingGeorge SturdyTommy GunningNobby HallMike HarleJohn Thatcher with Jacque Hart in the Far East.Jacque Hart receiving a winner's trophy. Sadly, Jacques passed on in 2019.Richard (Nobby) hall in his prime boxing days. He later qualified as a PTI as you can see in the photo above.117

(Above) Jacques Hart with Richard Hall at a PTI’s Reunion.OTHER BOXING PHOTOS:C/Sgt Jim (Mick) Rutherford (R) C/Sgt. Leslie-John Maker(L) C/Sgt Ben Ford BEM with Corps Boxers at Deal.Capt. Jim Tappin & Corps boxers in the late 1970’s. (R) Jeff Trail & Richard Hall.(L) Derek Evans & (R) Johnny Rae with boxers & trophies.118

MY PT BRANCH AND SPORTING MEMORIES:TOMMY GUNNING.It was a cold and blustery October day on the Deal seafront in the 1960’s, with the relentless wind coming off the English Channel. My squad was about to be introduced to our squad PTI, Mike Gibson, and his spotters – John Farlie, Frank Sykes, Bob Gibson, and Barry Betts. They would be responsible for our physical development over the next 9 months.During this time, I would experience many character-building events such as winning my first Corps Boxing title and then receiving the Squad Trophy from Major Tommy Lenham – a corps pugilistic legend!This win led me to both the Navy and Combined Services titles, with the help and great encouragement of Frank Sykes, plus tips from George Sturdy and Greg Forrest.A month later, our Junior Wing cross-country team won the Kent Championships, with Roger (“Bogey”) Knight as our team manager. Junior Wing also won the Annual Channel swimming relay from Kingsdown to the beach opposite the RM Swimming pool. I just pipped SPTI Del Sherriff to the winning flag. Little did I realise then that I would later swim from England to France!Top football coach, John Ellis, was also on hand to provide grass-roots coaching and, of course his daughter, Jill, coached the USA Women’s soccer team to World Cup Triumphs.During the summer months, yours truly and squad oppo Mike Harris were provided with various recreational challenges by the renowned Marcus Halliday, who’s training methods were somewhat unorthodox, but proved to be very beneficial! Later that year. Marcus became a Great Britain Olympian at the Winter Olympics and Mike became the forunner of the Brownlee brothers, as a British triathlon champion throughout the 1980’s.To cap a very memorable year, Royston Kear gave me the good news that I would be awarded the PT Medal, Bernard medallion and the J Wing Star Trophy!Then CTCRM beckoned, with Bill Blackmore guiding us to both unit and corps boxing titles. After three testing and hard-fought boxing contests against three trained Marines, I was awarded the Ring Trophy by the Corps boxing coach, Derek Evans. Incidentally, my fellow Scot, Archie Houston, has been a previous recipient.119

For the nine-miler speed march, I was somehow selected to assist, shadow and motivatea well-known TV personality, who’s darker side of life would later come under a microscope after his passing!The next stop was 40 Commando in Singapore and also an introduction to Mick Wylie’s very successful boxing squad, which included Johnny Laing, Mike Harle, Jack hart, Mick Thatcher, Taff Morgan and Dougie Oseland.At that time football, boxing and running was high on the sporting agenda. Fred Nolan was my Troop Sergeant and John (“Shiner”) Wright was a handy company and unit sportsman.During this time, Mike Euridge put me through some very challenging runs and J. J. Thomson and Mike Wells-Cole were parachuted in to help the Navy team secure the Inter-Services Cross-country Championships.I also made some promising headway in the Far East boxing circles. A draft to my beloved Deal was my dream. However, shortly after arriving in Kent, I was immediately sent to Lympstone for my JNCO’s Course.On a cold January day, I then was detailed off to run in the unit cross-country championships, throwing a spanner in the works by crossing the finishing line in first place with a young recruit – good teamwork!Eventually returning to The Depot RM in Deal, I finally realised my dream and joined a PT2 Course that included John Thatcher, Dave Storey, Paul Cochrane and Phil Lewis. Tony Toms and Willie Turnbull were our lead instructors, ably assisted by sports specialists, Peter Brown, Sticks Burrows, Tony Higgins, Maurice Logue, Tansy Lee, Nutty Edwards, Johnny Bickford, Ted Kelland, Jan Chorley and Johnny Gane, with our overall boss, QMS Ken Wilson.Our PT2 Course played a pivotal role in the 1971 PT Branch Centenary Reunion at Deal, and I felt very privileged to be the youngest member at this great event. The culmination of my time at Deal was my marriage to my wife, Jean, and then the beginning of married life in Devon.CTCRM Lympstone was right up my street as the outdoor challenges very much appealed to me, having previously attended outward-bound training in Fort William, in Scotland and also Towyn in Wales. My life at CTCRM was to be greatly enriched by my fellow PTI’s. Eric Coxon ran a tight ship, with great PT characters. Alec Lynn could have been a member of the Crazy Gang, with his time-precision antics!Dinger (Bob) Bell trained us for high box displays in Exmouth, Dartmouth RN College and also at Fratton park in Portsmouth. Our team members included Peter Digby, Don Miles, Gordon Russell, Bill Howie, Alastair MacKenzie, John Hardstaff, Phil Jones, Derek Mann, Ray Griffiths, Joe Harman, Steve Johnston, Jimmy Foy, Dave Clarke and Mike Robinson.My further memories include lining up with corps sports stars such as Jim Douglas, Frank Allen, Mike Parker, Dave Jarman, Willie Turnbull, and Mark Savery, to win three consecutive RN Cross-country team championships. Also, training with Jim Douglas as he headed towards setting a new British 1,500m record.120

I also remember great staff training sessions with Paul Evans, and Cliff McGaughey; sprint sessions with George Malhan; circuit training with my oppo Steve Johnston; injury recovery tips from Taff (Arwyn) Rees. Then teaming up with Ronnie Mollins and Dave Jarman for the Uncle Tom Cobley fell race at the Widdecome Fair.I was then fortunate enough to capture a boxing double by becoming both the Western Counties Champion and the West of Scotland Champion, as well as representing my (Scotland) national Team against the “Auld Enemy”- with the unstinting help of my coach, Mick Wylie, for whom I will always be eternally grateful.My final draft was to 45 Commando at HMS Condor, in Arbroath. This provided me with a great opportunistic challenge as many of the troops were having serious joint injuries and Dave Nicholson then came up with Brian Smith and myself to formulate a pre-exercise programme for Ex. Clockwork, which even received the stamp of approval from the Unit RSM, John Stark MBE.Bob Chapman led the way with the unit winning the National Scotland Services Cross-country league - a very prestigious feather in Royal’s cap! Bob and I were also selected to compete against Oxford University in athletics, with Dave Jarman and Paul Bamford in the Navy team also.I was very proud to be awarded the Henry Cooper Boxing Cup – with Henry Cooper, Harry Carpenter, Dick McTaggart and Ken Buchanan on the selection panel.Reflecting back on my time in the great PT Branch, we all had excellent Officer leaders, that included Jeff Beadle, Roger Brind, Ron Priddle, Simon Cook, John (Jerry) Lewis and Andy Higginson. My lack of rank recognition is by no means a sign of disrespect, but perhaps in my case it’s a question of just one punch too many!Taff Rees (Junior) then finally relieved me of my Royal Marines duties after nine years' service. Civvy Street then followed with a career in Leisure Management.I had a wonderful time, both in the corps and the PT Branch - God bless you all!Tommy Gunning.121

ONCE A MARINE, ALWAYS A MARINE:BY RM 20234 MIKE HARLE PTIHaving joined the corps at Deal in January 1961, I learned quickly to “Keep your mouth shut and do as you are told - and you'll do fine!". I loved the PT sessions and the very impressive Staff Instructor,Ken (‘Tug’) Wilson, oversaw the PT2’s course that took our basic physical fitness training. Following our basic training at Deal we moved to Lympstone, where I achieved the ‘Commando Medal’, breaking three Commando records at the time, so I felt rather pleased with myself!My first draft was to 45 Commando in Aden, was not somewhere that I would choose to holiday, although it had plenty of sun and sand! Our trips upcountry to Dhala, in the Radfan, area was very enlightening for a young Marine, as the locals were still living in extreme poverty and living in what seemed to me to be a previous century!I then returned to the UK and was drafted to Lympstone for general ‘GD' duties, plenty of shore leave but not much action, so I applied for a further draft, where I met up with my elder brother Tony, who was serving with heavy weapons section; he went on to become a helicopter pilot in the Corps.So, I was then off to the Far East with 40 Commando in Malaysia. I simply loved the jungle and getting used to working and living in it. We had a couple of tours to Sabah, controlling the excesses of our 'communist friends’. However, whilst living in the jungle I learnt to intensely dislike mosquitoes, something that still stays with me today!Serving in 40 Commando I met up with Johnny Laing who convinced me to put my ‘chit’ in for a PTI’s course; something he had already done. Eighteen months later I was drafted back to the UK to43 Commando Plymouth. Whilst I was on my two weeks return leave, I was contacted and told to pack my kit and get down to Deal - as I had been successful in getting onto a PT2’s course.Who was the first guy I meet up with at Deal - Johny Laing! I enjoyed the PT2 course enormously and it was run by the one and only “Old School SPTI” Tug Wilson. The only problem was, that on a regular basis Tug would run us all down to Deal beach for a shingle run and then a little dip in the sea to 'freshen us up’!It had to be ‘Heads Under’, or you stayed in until you did – not my favourite part of the course, especially in the months of January and February! Every dog has his day as the saying goes and our beloved Staff, Tug Wilson, went in fully clothed - assisted by the full course after our pass out. “All's well that ends well!”After passing the PT2 Course, I was then drafted to Lympstone, to join the PT staff, running Commando training. I thoroughly enjoyed my eighteen months there. The PT Staff included the likes of 'Hig-the-Pig’ Ginge Higgins (where no one's plimsoles were safe especially if they were recently blancoed and spotlessly clean!), Lenny 'the Arms' Scott (always on the dumbbells), Big Ted Kelland! and many more real life characters.I had a few runs ashore with Bill Howie, who was on the Provost Staff at the time, before he qualified and also joined the Branch himself, later in life becoming the AIPTRM, becoming yet another example of a fine Staff PTI. After my enjoyable time at Lympstone I was then then drafted back to the Far East again, as I joined 40 Commando RM, who were based in Ne Soon Barracks in Singapore.122

I enjoyed a couple of trips to Sarawak, back into 'jungle bunny' land, and was, once again, in my element. Whilst back at base in Singapore I was also involved in a lot of sport. We had a great bunch of guys throughout the Unit and the CO asked me to form a boxing team to represent 40 Commando. As all good PTI’s do, I took on the task with great enthusiasm, however, it was initially more difficult than I had anticipated.I came up with objections such as “if it’s such a good idea, why don’t you put on some gloves yourself and join the team?” Well, that is what I did and funnily enough, it then became much easier to get a team together!We continued our boxing training whilst on HMS Bulwark, where we went to assist 45 Commando on their withdrawal from Aden.Once back in Singapore, we went on to become the Far East Land Forces Boxing Team Champions – so, a job well done!After 18 months in Singapore, I was then drafted back to RM Poole, joining a small staff of three PTI’s. Initially I thought it was a backward step as there was no actual gym - just a hut, which was also the sports store. However, with some natural PTI's enthusiasm that year we won both the Corps Rugby Argyle Bowl and the Corps Football Tunny Cup - so another good job, well done!I was then drafted to Portsmouth to join up with the Corps boxing team, under the ever-enthusiastic Corps Boxing Coach 'Ginge Evans’ - another great PTI! Portsmouth saw my last six months in the Corps, and I was discharged in July 1970.Without doubt, the Corps gave me the foundation, discipline and drive that enabled me to make a success of civilian life. Initially I spent some evenings coaching young boys' football, as I had managed to achieve a FA coaching badge whist at Portsmouth.It was great fun, but I wanted to get involved more. Due to an unplanned meeting one evening,I bumped into the skipper of an Old Boys Rugby Club, “UCS Old Boys” and I enthusiastically took on the task to physically train them to a much higher standard that they had not previously enjoyed!I spent the following 16 years training and playing for them - what a great group of men! One became my solicitor, and one became my accountant. One year we formed a boxing team and with the assistance of Johnny Laing; took on - and beat - the Old Millhillians.On a final note, I would like to say a big “thank you” to the Royal Marines, as the RM discipline, personal fitness, and interest in sport has kept me feeling much younger than I am!I am also a strong advocate of the PT Branch Reunion’s and would like to thank Peter Brown for all his sterling work in getting the old and bold, as well as the young, to attend, very impressive and all committed to the highest values of the group. All in all, a great experience in the corps and of course, "Once a Marine, always a Marine!". Thank you.Mike “Clubs” Harle.123

THE RM PHYSICAL TRAINING DISPLAY TEAM – 1968:SERGEANT DEL SHERIFF SPTI RM"It will never work!" This .was the thought that immediately sprang to my mind (and to the minds of many the members of the PT Branch!) whenI was confronted with the motley collection of volunteers who were to form the Royal Marines Display Team, that first day in the Eastney gymnasium.None of them had had any experience at display work, few had ever seen, let alone worked with, the apparatus which was to be used, and to cap it all, there were only SIX weeks to go before we were scheduled to give the first public performance!In those first few weeks the injury rate was little less than terrifying, there being, at one stage, eleven of the boys attending sick bay! The team had been split into two separate entities; those who formed the high table vaulting squad being one and the dozen, or so, mat-happy unarmed combat display team being the other.At first, both produced a large crop of injuries - the inexperience, the faint hearts, the well missed parry of the well-aimed kick, resulted in many a cry of anguish and many a crumpled heap! Over-confidence also took its toll - one member, vaulting without a stand-in, landed on his head and fractured the third cervical vertebra, but fortunately, he recovered in a few weeks.Another managed the same head-first landing and broke a toe!! Gradually, the landings in a relaxed position and the correct execution of parries were perfected, and the injury rate dropped dramatically.Under the watchful eye of the IPTRM, Major Jeff Beadle, we had bounced over the high table on our heads, bounced on the judo mats on our heads - and just generally bounced everywhere on our heads until, after the six weeks was over, we were as ready as was humanly possible to take the RM Display Team show on the road!During the months that followed our 'pussers' blue coach, with its attendant three tonner full of stores, was to be seen over the length and breadth of the whole country. From Portsmouth to Edinburgh, from the West Country to Deal, we performed our display with growing expertise. The places we visited were many and varied - too many to mention each by name here. Suffice to say, we performed 71 separate shows and trundled some 12,000 miles in the process."All work and no play”. The old adage still holds true, and it led us out on some unforgettable 'runs ashore'. The finest cure for depression and fatigue was found to be a pint of bitter and a sing song in one of the local hostelries. Strange to relate, fatigue and depression appeared to descend upon us at regular intervals - the timing being controlled by the local licensing laws!From early in the tour, we had a small fan club of two young ladies who followed us everywhere and there are those members of the team who could fill you in on the lurid details.On the whole the tour was a great success and the administrators, the coaches and, especially, the lads themselves, are to be heartily congratulated. In closing, I am proud and very gratified to be able to say - "It did work!"Derek (Del) Sherriff SPTI.(Ed: Sadly, the great SPTI and Gymnast, Del Sheriff, is no longer with us, having passed away in 2009.)124

THE ROYAL MARINES PT DISPLAY TEAM AT RMB EASTNEY IN 1968.Back Row: J Smith, D Solly, J Pattison, W Evans, R Lloyd, D Mann, L Nash, M Smethurst, P Burnell, G Mc Glynn, D Saltman.Middle Row: D Jackson, A Davies, P Hughes, J McDonough, V Greenhouse, M Frier, B Yowerth, J Appleyard, P Digby, P Hobbs, W Kinnear, C Hancock, M Clarke.Front Row: Cpl. D. Barlow, Cpl. G Malhan, Sgt. D Sherriff, Lt. Lemon, C/Sgt. RF Martin, Cpl. R Hodson, Mne. JF Ford.(Staff Instructor) (OC) (Sergeant Major)Many of the above young Marines would later become fully fledged PTI’s – perhaps you can spot them? Sadly, SPTI Del Sherriff passed on in 2016 in Brighton and many of his former PT Branch colleagues attended his funeral. The RM PT Display Team provided displays all over the country, performing at 71 different shows and travelled some 12,000 miles in the process.125

An RM water polo team in the RMB Eastney swimming pool c. 1911.THE RMB EASTNEY SWIMMING POOL:Eastney Barracks was originally built as a headquarters for the Royal Marine Artillery who moved in during 1867. The period of 1890-1905 saw the surrounding farmland converted into a network of streets and housing to house the Marines and their families. In 1903 the Royal Navy School of Music was also formed at Eastney but moved to Deal in 1930.Eastney Barracks was a classic military establishment, with its own church, water tower, library, gymnasium, theatre (later cinema), school, drill hall, drill field (later a sports field) and officer's mess. The RMB Eastney swimming pool (20m X 8m) was built in 1904 as part of the Royal Marines Barracks, to teach Royal Marines to swim, as well as for sport.George Toft was the last PTI to look after the swimming pool at RMB Eastney before it closed. He sadly died whilst serving from a heart attack.George’s wife, Cathy, has attended many PT Branch Reunions ever since his sad and premature passing.The proud & long history of the Royal Marines Barracks at Eastney ended with its closure in October 1991, when the Barracks was turned into housing.126As part of the Royal Barracks Eastney closure in 1991 , the swimming pool was no longer used by Royal Marines. However, it remained open for civilian use under the auspices of the Portsmouth City Council.Photo from Andrew Lane’s book: Royal Marines Barracks Eastney (1998).

THE COCKLESHELL HEROES:The RMB Eastney continued to play a large part in the nation’s defence right up to the second world war and beyond. The barracks housed and trained many specialist units including ship’s guns (the Royal Marines onboard ship traditionally manned the ‘X’ and ‘Y’ turrets of the ships guns) signals and driver training. It was also the home of the Royal Marines Boom Patrol Detachment (RMBPD), a precursor to the Special Boats Section (SBS).The RMB swimming pool played a small, but significant, part in the famous Cockleshell Heroes operation During WW2.In 1942 the RMB Eastney swimming pool also became notable for its use in training the Cockleshell Heroes, when the early and experimental versions of the fragile canoes were tried and tested there.Many people will already know the details of the Cockleshell hero's operation in 1942 but some brief details are provided for interest.For this operation a small group of 13 men, under the C.O. Major “Blondie” Haslar, were selected from the Royal Marines Boom Patrol Detachment (RMBPD) and they underwent special training for this very important mission.The canoes they prepared to use were the semi-rigid with canvas sides – the Mark II model, nicknamed the “cockleshell.” Their mission was to canoe up the River Gironde in kayaks to the German occupied Bordeaux and to attack the Nazi ships with limpet mines.The plan was for the six teams of two men to paddle five miles to the mouth of the River Gironde, paddle seventy miles up it, plant limpet mines on the ships in the harbour and then make their way to Spain. All the men were volunteers and knew the mission to be extremely hazardous and that they would likely die.After a series of various mishaps, four men finally reached Bordeaux, on the 12th December and they stealthily planted a total of 16 limpet mines on six ships. Afterwards, They made for land and began the hike to Spain.Corporal Albert Laver and Marine William Mills were captured after two days and executed. Only Major Hasler and the man who shared his canoe, Marine Bill Sparks, would survive by escaping to Spain and eventually return to Britain.Subsequently Major Hasler was awarded a Distinguished Service Order (DSO) and Marine Sparks was awarded a Distinguished Service Medal (DSM). The participants in this vital operation were later immortalised in the film “The Cockleshell Heroes”. The film was premiered on the 16 November 1955 with the proceeds going to The Royal Marine’s Association.Sadly, in 1982 his Bill’s wife, Violet, died of cancer and it was following this that he decided to do are-enactment of the Frankton Operation by paddling up the River Gironde to Bordeaux to raise money for Cancer. He said the journey this time was a lot safer, but a bit harder, as he was then 61 years old.After the war Bill Sparks DSM had become a London bus driver, which he very much enjoyed, and he also became the standard-bearer for the City of London Royal Marines Association until he sadly passed away on the 1st December 2002.RIP Bill Sparks DSM.127

C/SGT SPTI “BIG TED” KELLAND BEM:– LARGER THAN LIFE!Peter Brown writes:“Big Ted” Kelland (also fondly known as “The Corps Bully”) was one of the most outstanding characters of the PT Branch at Deal in the late 1960’s/1970’s.His range of athletic ability was amazing to watch, and he won an enormous number of sports trophies (see the photo below).Although Ted was at his best in the heavy sports, such as the Discus, Shot and Hammer, I was extremely impressed, during my PT1 Course, when the quite large Ted demonstrated a perfect “Fosbury Flop” over a high jump bar – something that just had to be seen to be believed!Ted was also a brown belt in Judo (quite good at lying on you in groundwork!) as well as training a very large Royal Marines Karate Display Team for the Royal Tournament in the late 1960’s.This was a most impressive display, and, in the finale, Ted became renowned for abseiling into the arena from a great height with great finesse! Ted was awarded the BEM for his services following this great recruiting tool for the corps.Subsequently, Ted became very well qualified in Karate techniques and having left the corps and at a mature age, came to one of our PT Branch Reunions at CTCRM and demonstrated a perfect Kata display that amazed everyone who watched in great awe.Whilst serving in 42 Commando as the Provost Sergeant in 1977 (a very apt post for Ted)he also completed a 100-mile run challenge in the very hot Vieges, organised by the USMC Detachment there. This was an exceptional achievement for such a large 18-stone body!(Left): Ted running the last5 miles to join the 100 mile Club. He is accompanied by the C.O. and two Top Sergeants of the USMC unit stationed in Vieques. (Right): Ted receiving his 100- mile vest from the C.O. of the USMC Unit.128

Ted was a very competent and popular Staff PT Instructor, and he took many young PTI’s through their courses successfully. He can be seen in the photo (below) of the PT Staff at Deal in the late 1970’s – a very happy time for all.After leaving the corps Big Ted returned to North Wales and formed his own SAS style military survival business, complete with a fully equipped Land Rover and survival kit – seemingly ready for any type of warfare. This is obviously something that he excelled in.Living in the wild obviously appealed to him and he also became extremely knowledgeable in the ancient Chinese medicine techniques, often being seen climbing the huge Welsh mountain peaks in a monk-like cloak and dispelling oriental natural medicine to those who might need it on the mountain. It was though he had his own monastery in the mountains!Very sadly, in later years Ted was diagnosed with stomach cancer and having lost a lot of weight, he finally died from the condition in hospital. I attended his humanist crematorium funeral in North Wales, organised by his brother Mike, which appeared to be humorously based totally upon MontyPython sketches and very little seriousness of the situation – something that Ted always excelled in!At the reception afterwards I discovered that Ted had actually obtained a Master's Degree in Natural Medicine – quite an achievement for someone like Ted, especially in his later years. Several of his students attended the funeral and Ted was very highly thought of by all of them. He had become an oracle of knowledge and was a great inspiration to them.I returned from North Wales to London and reflected upon the a very sad departure of Big Ted, such an outstanding character and Corps sportsman, who was in his element in both the PT Branch and the Corps in general. Much accomplished, God bless and rest in peace.C/Sgt. SPTI Ted Kelland BEM at Deal in the mid-1970’s. (Ted is in the front row, second from the right).129

JOHN WATTS - BRITISH RECORD HOLDER FOR THE DISCUSJohn Watts was a truly outstanding GB athlete of the 1960’ and 1970’s. Having set a number of British National Discus Records, he was a regular member of the Great Britain National Athletic Squad and qualified for the 1968 and 1972 Olympic Games, as well as the 1971 European Championships.John was the British Record Holder for the Discus in 1971 and was the undisputed number one in Great Britain. Some of his best performances included the Shot (57ft 8ins.) the Discus (189 ft 11ins) and the Hammer (178ft 5ins). At his peak John was regularly throwing the discus over 195 ft. but unfortunately, injury intervened to stop him becoming a world - class champion.When John finally retired from work at the age of seventy, he joined the Northern Veterans Athletic Club, competing whenever he could and regularly representing the GB Veterans, including three European Championships, where he won a gold medal (shot), bronze and silver medals (discus). He is still competing at over 80 years of age.As an aside, thanks to the coaching and encouragement from fellow PTI, Graham Edwards (Black belt) John also briefly experienced some judo fame by also earning his Black belt and nearly making it into the GB National Judo Team - all in one year.A devoted sportsman, John qualified for two Olympic Games, won two World Championships, two European Championships, and countless British titles and records. However, John has not forgotten that he started his humble beginning as a young PTI at Deal and he considers that his wife, Pat, has been a major driving force and a great supporter throughout his athletics career.Apart from his vast collection of athletics trophies, John also treasures the congratulations card that they both received from HM The Queen, after 60 years of marriage. Peter Brown.British Shot and discus thrower John Watts was awarded the NATO Trophy in 1968 for the most outstanding athlete in the British Armed Services. After nearly fifty years, John Watts still held the Navy (shot and discus) and Inter-Services (shot) records. John still competes at Veteran international level at the age of 80!130

SPTI Tony Toms was John Watts’ training partner and Navy Champion in the Pole Vault as well as being a Combined Services athlete for many years. He was also a Navy, Combined Services and South of England Rugby player. He left the corps to coach professional football teams and ended up with Jack Charlton as trainer to Sheffield Wednesday FC. A regular attendee at the PT Reunions, Tony sadly passed away in 2021.Another PTI athletic heavy, Nigel (Jan) Chorley excelled in many sports, including Rugby and Judo, but he wasn’t too clever on the trampoline!Jan left the corps to work as a PTI in HM Prison Service where he was the victim of a prisoner attack that broke his spine and very sadly, he spent the rest of his life in a wheelchair paralysed from the waist down.Despite this huge setback Jan has attended PT Reunions and has always maintained his contact with the PT Branch. Despite many medical problems, Jan has never complained about his situation and is an inspiration to us all.TONY TOMS:(Left): Tony, checking his score with the athletics official.(Right): Tony (R) at a PT Branch Reunion withFred Cummings (L).NIGEL (JAN) CHORLEY:Photo(Left): Jan practising his trampoline skills.Photo (Right): Nigel (Jan) Chorley at the 2004 PT Reunion with (L to R): Bob Bell, Johnny Bickford, Tony Toms and George Malhan.MIKE GIBSON & MITCH MITCHELL:Two other corps athletic “heavies” of their times were Mike Gibson (Hammer, left) & Mitch Mitchell (shot, right).Mitch was also a Corps Heavyweight Boxing Champion.131SOME OTHER PT BRANCH HEAVIES:

C/SGT TONY HIGGINS SPTI RM:BILL HOWIEWhen well-known SPTI, sportsman extraordinaire and great corps character of the 1960/70’sSPTI C/SGT. Tony Higgins passed away in April 2020, the attendance at his funeral was severely limited because of the Covid situation. Because of this the RMA PT Branch, in conjunction with the RMA Deal Branch arranged a short memorial service at the “PTI’S Resting Bench”, located on The Strand seafront in Deal, for Tony’s family and friends. Many people in the corps knew Tony and Bill Howie fondly shares his own memories of Tony with us:Those of us who were fortunate enough to know Tony in his prime cannot fail to have been impressed by this larger-than-life character. Blessed with enormous physical presence and confidence, he was hugely competitive and a fierce adversary.Armed with these qualities it is not surprising that he became an outstanding all-round sportsman. He was of course a most likeable rogue and this aspect of his personality is widely recounted whenever PTI’s meet.The anecdotes are endless and to the uninitiated they may seem exaggerated, but they do give a flavour of how and why Tony attained legendary status!For someone who played sport at every level it would be fair to say that football was his first love where he was a regular choice for the Combined Services. He was utterly formidable and the ultimate deterrent to have in your team at centre- half. In a Navy Cup Final in the mid- 1970’s, I remember Tony coming back onto the pitch having received treatment for a head wound. He had a first field dressing wrapped round his head which was oozing blood. He looked like something straight out of the trenches at the Somme!He was an inspiring leader and was courage personified. If Tony was formidable, and even ruthless as an opponent, it should not be forgotten that he was also capable of great acts of kindness in addition to being quite charming.Tony was part of the Great Britain Bobsleigh team at the Winter Olympics at Innsbruck, Austria in 1976. This team was headed up by Prince Michael of Kent who was not without influence when it came to assuring Tony’s availability.I remember being in the office of the then Inspector of Physical Training, Capt Andy Higginson, when the telephone rung. Andy’s countenance changed, alarmingly - "! was told to find Sergeant Higgins and summon him to the phone immediately - he was to take a call from Prince Michael of Kent!” I subsequently ushered Tony into Capt Higginson’s office. Tony picked up the phone, ”Hello Michael, Tony here”. Talk about friends in high places – Tony, of course, used it to his full advantage!Sometime later, on our return from a Corps football match, when we stopped for a pint in a London pub, I recall Keith Wilson and I being given a demonstration by Tony on his duties as Number Two in the Four Man Bobsleigh Team. He was also Brakeman in the Two-man Bob. When asked about how the brake operated, he replied that he had never used it! He was absolutely fearless.Horse riding was another of Tony’s hobbies as he tried his hand at Modern Pentathlon. Having taken a horse out for a ‘hack’ on Woodbury Common he returned to the stables some hours later. The groom was concerned, especially when he noticed the horse had 'lost its’ saddle'. Apparently, the horse had thrown Tony off and bolted. Thereafter, Tony insisted on supplying his own saddle!In addition to the above, Tony represented the Royal Navy at Judo and Athletics and also the Corps events at almost everything that had a ball in it!132

Tony’s hobbies included pyrotechnics, when in the late 1960’s his store at Nee Soon Garrison, in Singapore, mysteriously caught fire the night before a kit muster was due! This blaze was of such ferocity that it rendered such items as G1098 watches, binoculars and even bayonets totally unrecognisable. Tony, of course, survived unscathed.In May of 1981, 41 Commando was disbanded. This was to be a very high-profile event where our Inspecting Officer would be the Royal Marine Corps Captain General, HRH Prince Philip. Tony was selected to be one of the two escorts to the Regimental Colours.This was a highly prestigious honour, which Tony relished from start to finish, as he and Bill Newton headed a parade of 690 Officers and men. The cameras never stopped clicking and Tony never stopped smiling! He was of course no stranger to the limelight.The C.O. asked Tony to organise 41 Cdo’s disbandment party at Deal in 1981. This was a splendid affair. The ensuing mystery caused by the disappearance of three kegs of beer and a case of Pussers Rum has never been solved! This revelation coincided with an outbreak, amongst the men, akin to St Vitus Dance. The symptoms being spasmodic winking and shaking of the head!Following an abseiling accident (from a helicopter) Tony was admitted into Stoke Mandeville Hospital with serious spinal injuries. The Consultant sent for Maria who was to break the news to Tony that he would never walk again, which caused Tony to reply, ”Go back and tell this consultant that not only will I walk again, but I will walk out of this hospital”. Such was his determination, and he did!Back in Deal, after his retirement from the serving corps, we should never forget the excellent work that he and Bernie Grivell did with Deal RM Cadets where Tony, who was the enthusiastic Commanding Officer, used his considerable influence and skills at acquiring stores, to ensure that the cadets were properly provided for, especially when they went on Summer Camp.C/Sgt Tony Higgins (left), with his wife Maria, Sheila Howie, Bill Howie and HRH Prince Philip at Deal. On the right is Joe Hale.Tony (Left) escorting the41 Commando RM standard at Deal when the unit was disbanded in 1981.133

Also, one must never forget that when the IRA bomb went off in Deal, killing eleven Junior Bandsmen, Tony was one of the first on the scene, clearing away the rubble with his bare hands, hoping to find Royal Marine Bandsmen who were still alive. That was on 22nd September 1989, Tony’s 50th birthday.It is worth adding that in all the time I knew Tony, since 1967, I like many, always regarded himas one of life’s great characters. Tony, who was an inspiration to many, will be missed, and fondly remembered, by us all.Bill HowieBOB BELL WRITES:“Tony Higgins – and a very sad the passing of one of life's characters, and whether you loved or hated him, you could not help but like him! In 1964 when I first qualified as a PTI and went to ITCRM, Tony Higgins was on the PT staff.I remember that Tony’s squads would always have the best times on the assault and Tarzan courses! He also had the rare ability if getting into a locked locker, using your gear and then locking up behind him! Then there is the time that he went riding on the common and returned the horse - minus the saddle!Then in 1965, Tony, Ted Kelland and myself were on the same Senior Command Course, followed immediately by the PT1's course where we were joined by Doc Haliday, under Ken Wilson. You had to try hard to get four different personalities on one course! Tony and Ted spouted so much flannel in those months it was beyond belief. I could never understand how the powers to be believed it all – but you just had to laugh!Love him, or hate him, he was a great rogue and a real character. He never did me any harm personally and I could not help but like and admire him. Of course, the Corps revolved around Tony, not Tony revolving around the Corps!More recently, Bill Howie, John Kirtley and myself visited him in the nursing home that he was in, suffering from Dementure, and it was sad to see what had become of this great character. Tony had previously lived life to the full, everything he did was highly questionable, but always to his own advantage and never to yours – even if you were on his side!Tony will never be forgotten for years to come. He will always come up in conversation,e.g. “Can you remember the time that Hig the Pig did ……whatever!!” RIP Tony.Bob Bell.(L): Tony (Brown belt in Judo) burying Peter Brown in the Corps Judo Championships. (Centre): An outstanding player in all sporting activities, Tony playing badminton. (R): A team member of the GB Bobsleigh Team at the 1976 Winter Olympicsat Innsbruck, in Vienna.134

Photo above left: Tony in Singapore. Centre: As the Deal Town Sergeant for many years. Photo Right: with Bernie Grivell BEM during a Kent PTI’s Reunion that he organised in the Deal Town Hall which, due to his innate resourceful nature, always seems to have acquired plenty of wine from the Mayor’s wine cellar for the dinner! Tony Higgins SPTI (Front Left)as the PT1 Course instructor at Deal.Photo Right: Tony receiving the Corps Football trophy, the Tunney Cup.THE MANY FACES OF TONY HIGGINS:Bill Howie writes:After his retirement from the serving corps, we should never forget the excellent work that he and Bernie Grivell did with Deal Cadets.Tony, who was the enthusiastic Commanding Officer, used his considerable influence and skills at acquiring stores to ensure that the cadets were properly provided for, especially when they went on Summer Camp.135

ROYAL MARINES FOOTBALL:(Above): The Royal Marines Division Football team in 1941-1943.The PT Branch has always had many talented football players (too many to mention them all here) and have always been well represented in both Corps and Navy teams. In the 1960’S and 1970’s they were well-represented in numerous in the winning teams. Many former PTI’s will recognise either themselves or their colleagues in some of the photos that follow:Records show that the Royal Marine Light Infantry (RMLI) and the Royal Marine Artillery (RMA) were playing football very seriously in the early 1900’s. One of the biggest successes was in 1910, when the RMLI (then stationed in Gosport) won the Amateur Football Cup, beating South Bank (Middlesbrough) 2-1. In those days football matches could attract crowds of up to 100,000 spectators.The photo above shows the Royal Marines (Portsmouth) Football Club in 1938.Throughout the history of the Royal Marines, football has always playeda huge part in corps sports. The Royal Marine Light Infantry & Royal Marine Artillery were playing football in the late 1890’s.(PHOTO LEFT): The Royal Marines Light Infantry team, winners of the Army Cup and Amateur F.A. Cup 1910.136

(Above): The 1963 Depot RM Deal Football Team:Back Row (L to R): Curley Barlow, Griffith, Porter, Millar Lt. Chase & QMS Ketcher.Front Row (L to R): Dave Ollivant, John Ellis, Tony Higgins, Bungy Williams, Willie Turnbull, ?(Below): the Royal Navy Football Team in 1968. (Match: RN vs. RAF):137(Back Row: Standing L to R): John Ellis, Curly Barlow, David Roberts, Jock Currie, Brian Crawford, Mick Rogers, Geoff Atkey, Derek Godwin (Capt.) & Lt Cdr. John Ennis (RNFA Sec.)(Front Row L to R): Josh Holley, Sammy Malcolmson, Terry Lowndes, Lenny Anderson, and Glyn Pughsley.

L to R (back row): Tug Wilson, Bill Turnbull, Tony Higgins, Gordon Russell, Archie Houston, Nobby Clark, John Ellis. (Front row): Peter Best, Alec Scott, Jeff Barrs, Vic Harris Dave Nicholson and Johnny Bickford.Back Row L to R: Capt. John Brown, Lt. V. Henry, Capt. Ron Woodruff, Paul Demery,Bill McKenna, Tony Higgins, Clithero, Lenny Anderson, John Ellis (Coach) and Johnny Scott (Trainer). Front Row L to R: John Riley, Davey Hunt, Stuart Lindsay, Roger Towse, Jackie Freeman (Capt.) Richie Wassell, Buck Taylor and Curly Barlow.138The Royal Marines Football Team 1966/1967.DEAL TOWN VS. PT BRANCH.The Deal PT Branch Football Team 1971.

A LIKELY TALE!Peter Brown writes:When serving on HMS Zulu in the late 1960’s, during sea trials, we briefly stopped and berthed in the HM Dockyard, Portsmouth, for whatI thought was an overnight stop. As Cpl. P. Brown, PTI and the Ship’s Postman, it was my fortunate duty to be the first to leave the ship to postand collect the ship’s mail on such occasions.Having dutifully collected the ship’s mail, instead of returning immediately to the ship, I found out that the corps was playing in the Navy Cup Final (above) at the Pitt Street Stadium that very afternoon and of course, I just had to go and watch it!Unfortunately, in the excitement of it all, I completely lost track of time and after the match, when I finally returned to the ship, it had already sailed off from the Portsmouth Dockyard to do sea trials in Portland! I did feel rather lost standing on the jetty where the ship was last seen, standing there with just my sack of mail!Eventually, after a long train journey and two overnight stays in the Aggie Weston’s in Weymouth, I meekly marched back onboard HMS Zulu, expecting at least a court-martial, but somehow got away with it! Although I got into a lot of trouble on board for other reasons,I never missed the ship again - and by the way, the Corps won the Navy Cup final 4-1!Back row (L/R): Capt. Ron Woodruff, Johnny Scott, Archie Houston, George Kirtley, Buck Taylor, Roger Prescott, TBC, Dusty Miller, George Malhan, Dave Williams, Capt. John Brown, John Ellis (coach).Front row (L/R): Josh Holly, Stuart Lindsay, Richie Wassell, Lenny Anderson, Davey Hunt, Curly Barlow. (There are seven PTI’s in the team!).THE ROYAL MARINES FOOTBALL TEAM 1968:AT THE RN PITT STREET SPORTS STADIUM.The 1968 RN Inter-Command Championship Winners Royal Marines (4): Portsmouth Command (1).HMS ZULU AT SEA139

1960 RMB Eastney (4) : JSAW Centre Poole (1)1961 RMB Eastney (1) : 41 Cdo. RM (0)1962 41 Cdo RM (1) : 43 Cdo. RM (0)1963 Depot RM Deal (4) : 43 Cdo. RM (0)1964 ITCRM (3) : 43 Cdo. RM (1).1965 43 Cdo. RM (3) : ATURM (1).1966 43 Cdo. RM (1) : ITCRM (0).1967 43 Cdo. RM (1) : ITCRM (0)1968 Depot RM Deal (5) : 45 Cdo. RM (2)1969 ATURM (Poole) (4) : RMB Eastney (1)1970 RMB Eastney (3) : 41 Cdo. ( 0)1971 Cdo. Log Regt. beat RMB Eastney 1972 Depot RM Deal (4) : Cdo. Log Regt (0) 1973 42 Cdo. RM1974 40 Cdo. RM1975 42 Cdo. RM (1) : 40 Cdo RM (0)1976 Depot RM Deal (4) : 45 Cdo. RM (1)1977 41 Cdo. RM (3) : 42 Cdo. RM (0)1978 45 Cdo. RM (5) : Cdo. Log Regt (1)1979 45 Cdo. RM (4) : 42 Cdo. RM (3)1980 CTCRM (3) : 40 Cdo. RM (1)1981 CTCRM (4) : Comacchio Group (3)1982 45 Cdo. RM (3) : Comacchio Group (0)1983 42 Cdo. RM (3) CTCRM (1)1984 RM Poole (6) : CTCRM (5)1985 RM Poole (4) : CTCRM (3)1986 CTCRM (1) : 42 Cdo. RM (0)1987 42 Cdo RM (3) : 45 Cdo. RM (2)1988 45 Cdo. RM (4) : Comacchio Group (0)1989 Comacchio Group (1) : 45 Cdo.RM (1)1990 45 Cdo. RM (4) : RM School of Music (1)RM FOOTBALL - TUNNEY CUP RESULTS 1960-1984:THE TUNNEY CUP:On the 15th December 1928 on the parade ground of Portsmouth Division Royal Marines at Eastney Barracks Portsmouth, Capt J.J. Tunney USMC presented General L. S.T. Halliday V.C., C.B., R.M., Adjutant General Royal Marines, with the USMC Challenge Trophy more commonly known as"The Tunney Cup".This trophy is competed for by Royal Marine teams only and has run from 1929 to the present day.140

PTI’s AND ROYAL MARINES' RUGBY IN A GOLDEN ERA:ANDY HIGGINSONI was very fortunate to play Rugby for the Corps throughout the golden era of the amateur game with many notable players including members and close affiliates of the RM PT Branch.This was an era when the heart of Royal Marines Rugby Football Club (RMRFC) was born out of the inter-unit competition, the Argyll and Sutherland Bowl, presented to the Corps by the Argylls in 1941.A Corps Rugby team has been in existence ever since WW2 and, traditionally, we played a number of matches each season against Army Corps such as the RA, RE, REME, Royal Signals, the old Naval Commands, including the Fleet Air Arm and Devonport Services and US Portsmouth.At this time, the Corps would inevitably provide up to 6-8 players in the Royal Navy (RN) team, of which a number went on to win Combined Services (CS) recognition each year.The RMRFC has always taken great pride in producing good teams, as there was an honour to be upheld. We were fit and a strong team and even in those days we ran a pre-season Coaching Course at what was then called ITCRM. I seem to remember tours at the end of the season to Jersey, or N.E. England.However, there was little or no time for pre-match preparation. Enormous effort by the alacadoos went into gathering the team from the Op. Banner and Norway deployments or off to night exercises and the endurance course at Lympstone. Players often arrived tired and weary from long journeys just before the kick off. Undeterred, it made little or no difference to the final outcome.It was all about digging deep and playing with great pride, representing one’s Corps on the field of play. We won more games than we lost and played with a lot of flair and style. We were very energetic amateur rugby players, recognising that there was always a greater calling elsewhere as a Royal Marine.One of the highlights of my time playing for the Corps was participation in the old end of the season Middlesex 7's competition, which involved all the top national club teams throughout the UK. Our Corps 7's team was also invited to compete by the Rugby Football Union in the qualifying competition. We beat the Saracens, London Welsh and Richmond on the way to the final, which was against a strong Harlequins team full of Internationals and lost by only a single point!It is interesting to note that during this period a large number of PT Officers played for the RMRFC amongst them were: Chris Goode, Roger Brind, Mike Bull, Steve Hughes (England B, CS and RN*), Richard Pearce, Clive Ward, Colin Healy and myself, and more recently, I understand, Austin Roberts, Martin Sweett, Corrin Palmer (RN*), Graham Arbor and Rick Hall.From a distant memory, there were also a number of top-class rugby players who were also members of the PT branch who played for the RMRFC at the highest level including: Dennis Brown (Devonport Services and Devon and the CS and RN. Dennis also played Rugby League for Widnes and was capped for Wales Rugby League in 1969), Tony Toms (on top of his Soccer achievements, Tony also played for Richmond RFC and the RN), Roger Tinson MBE (Devonport Services and Pocklington, CS* and RN* and played for England at Youth Level) and Mick Reece (CS* and RN* and Taunton RFC).141

I also remember fondly a number of PTIs who played for the Corps and particularly recall:Sandy McVicar, Shaun Parkin, Dia Phillips, Bungy Williams, Tony Hands, Bernie Finan, Jan Chorley,Andy Mitchell, Ginge Gibson, Taff Titcombe, Tug Wilson, Al Muckle, Ceri Williams, Steve Wright, and Al Stacey. I am sure there are plenty more, so please forgive me if I have failed to mention you! We always held a couple of excellent rugby players on the account as “PT Wing storeman”, such as John (Taff) Davies, Paul Livingstone and Mark Griffiths.I would also like to mention some of the close PT Branch affiliates who played and supported Corps rugby and held official appointments within the RN and RMRFC during this period: Pat Mann, David Storrie, Tim Donkin, Adey Wray, Roger Williams, Terry Doyle, Hydan Reece, John Holdaway, John Spencer, Bob Fletcher, Alan Berry, Mike Buffini, Rayson Pritchard, Clive Wilson, Phil Wilson, Brian Hibbert, Keith Stanton, Mark Twiggs and Mick Chapman. These are the folk who made it happen often against extreme odds always with a total commitment and love for the sport.* I am going to single out members of the Branch from my time in the Corps who went on to Captain not only the RN but also the Ccombined Services teams – Tinson, Reece, Hughes and Palmer. I am sure I can speak for my fellow captains and say what a fantastic honour this was for such a small but elite group of Royal Marines from the PT Branch.I can assure the reader that captaincy had its challenges as we attempted to knock the other members of the three Service teams into shape! In those days the CS played against the major touring sides including the All Blacks, Wallabies and the Springboks - not a task to be taken lightly!The PT Branch has in the past, and I am sure will continue to in the future, provided a major contribution to Corps rugby - and long may it continue!Andy Higginson OBE was a former IPTRM. He captained the Royal Marines, Royal Navy and Combined Services rugby teams between 1967 - 1978. He played for Ulster, London Irish and Edinburgh Wanderers and was an Irish Trialist.The RM Rugby Football Team, circa 1969, that included PTI’s: Dennis Brown, Taff Toms, Ginger Gibson and John Davies (PT Storeman at Eastney) and Andy Higginson.142

Above: QMS SPTI Sandy MacVicar with Major Jeff Beadle(circa 1960’s).(Above): Cliff Watts (PTI & later SD Capt.) and (Below: PTI Ian Ross(Above): The Corps Rugby Seven’s side that includes Dennis Brown, The PT Wing Storeman John Davies, and Andy Higginson.143

THE ARGYLL AND SUTHERLAND HIGHLANDERS BOWL:This trophy was presented to the Royal Marines by the Argyll and Sutherland Highlanders in commemoration of the association of the regiment with the Royal Marines during the Second World War (1939-1945). It was allocated as a Corps Rugby Trophy to be competed for annually.(Above): The RM Rugby Team (circa 1972) that includes PTI’s: Dennis Brown as Captain, Mike Gibson, Mike (Bungy) Williams and Andy Higginson.144ITCRM 1947CHATHAM 1948CHATHAM 1949EASTNEY 1950DEPOT RM 1951DEPOT RM 1952ITCRM 1953DEPOT RM 1954ITCRM 1955ITCRM 195641 CDR RM 1957ITCRM 195841 CDO RM 1959JSAWC 1960ITCRM 196141 CDR RM 1962ITCRM 1963ITCRM 1964ITCRM 1965EASTNEY 1966ITCRM 196741 CDO RM 1968ATURM 1969The Argyle Bowl.

A TRIBUTE TO BERNIE FINAN:PETER BROWNMany PTI’s of the 1960’s era at Deal may remember Bernie Finan (Cpl PTI) who was a fine sportsman, who was also incredibly talented and strong. I once watched him throw a huge medicine ball (from the lying position) the wholelength of the No. 2 Gym in Deal, without the slightest effort – when mine went just a few feet!Apart from playing Rugby for the Corps, Bernie was also a brown belt in Judo. Sadly, he was prematurely invalided out of the Corps because of arthritis. Even more sadly, Bernie passed away in January 2000, leaving his two sons David and Stephen to care for themselves in life, having also lost their mother.Bernie’s many friends in Deal turned out in force for his funeral and he had a good send-off. Bernie had intended to write some memories for this booklet and, as a tribute to Bernie, I am doing it for him.The Royal Albert Hall Display.Bernie and I were both serving at Deal in 1977 and we were both active in Judo. I had achieved my black belt, and we were asked to provide a short finale for an unarmed combat team display, organised by the then Capt Alan Downton MBE RM. The display was to be part of the Burma Star Reunion in the Royal Albert Hall, in front of the then Prime Minister, Harold Wilson, and his wife Mary.We only had a few days to put something together in Deal, and we decided that I would execute 40 Kata judo throws on Bernie within two minutes. As a twist, he would then strangle me out at the end!On the actual day, I borrowed my wife, Cheryl's, 'new' Volkswagen Beetle to drive to London with Bernie for the event. We had proudly purchased this ‘new’ car just a few days previously. Bernie andI drove off from Deal and somehow found our way to the Royal Albert Hall! We eventually parked, and were even in time for a short rehearsal – how smooth was that? Unfortunately, the return trip to Deal was not at all so smooth!That evening, the show went wonderfully well, with the crowd loving every bit of the display- especially the 'strangling me out' bit! Harold and Mary were also well-pleased and afterwards, the Burma Star comrades generously thrust pints of beer into our hands during the interval. Being Corps representatives, we thought it would be rude to refuse their kind generosity!Afterwards, the one thing we hadn't worked out was where we were going to sleep that night.I suggested that we head for the ‘somewhere in London’ Union Jack Club, but somehow, despite our best intentions, we ended up in a disco in the West End until 3 a.m.!In an act of both sheer bravado and stupidity, I then suggested that we simply drive straight back to Deal, where we would be welcomed by our own beds, and thus we headed towards the A2 Dover Road and out of London, towards Kent.Our spirits were high, and we did well to reach the Deal outskirts, at Wouldham, at around 5.30 a.m. However, Satan caught up with us when, without any warning, I suddenly fell asleep at the wheel and drove over a ditch, through a thick hedge and somehow ended up in the middle of a ploughed field!Bernie, who had been sleeping peacefully up to this point, suddenly became tremendously alive and ejected himself from the car in a nano-second - I swear that I have never seen anyone move so fast in all my life!145

I couldn't stop laughing at Bernie's incredible movement, until I realised that the situation was rather more difficult than anticipated. We surveyed the large hole in the farmer’s hedge, the gap in the wide ditch and the very badly battered car, sitting in the middle of the farmer’s ploughed field!Faced with this challenge, we decided to somehow physically lift the car back onto its rightful place on the road. We somehow managed this amazing feat and then kicked the bodywork back into a recognisable shape. Thanks to Hitler, the car started first time!Battered, somewhat sombre and looking a bit tired, I dropped Bernie back home in Deal and then rather feebly presented my wife with her 'new' car at about 7.30am on that, now very cloudy, Sunday morning!Needless to say, there was a complete sense of humour breakdown. However, when I met up with Bernie in recent years, he never forgot the incident and we would always have a good laugh about it - true Corps spirit! Here's thinking of you Bernie.R.I.P. Bernard Finan, Corporal P.T.I. Royal Marines (1946-2000) who sadly died in February 2000.Bernie Finan (Centre front) with his Rugby seven’s team at Deal in the 1970’s. Bernie was also a fine Judo player (Brown belt).Ken Cooper (also a Judo Black belt) is back row left.146

MY JUDO & GENERAL CAREER IN THE CORPS (1985-1986):WO2 Fred Cummings (Judo 3rd Dan)I signed up to join The Royal Marines as a 17-year-old, at 5ft 5 inches tall and was given my train ticket all the way from Co Durham to Deal – a really long way for such a small chap and the longest journeyin my whole life – and full of trepidation!At that time, I was an active sporty type, whose main interest was Judo. I was indeed a green belt KYU Grade with the British Judo Association. On my arrival and for quite some time afterwards the change in my way of life was very different - and I was not alone.Having enjoyed and completed training successfully, we were all given the details of our posting,I was told that I would be going to serve on the H.M.S Albion - a Centaur Class Aircraft Carrier, but we were allowed to go on leave first. When I was on leave, my older brother, who had joined R.N a few weeks before me, informed me that he was also being posted to H.M.S Albion - a big surprise as he was part of the Fleet Air Arm!The Detachments were posted to Eastney Barracks, for a six-week pre-embarkation training programme prior to going on board. We also had to be kitted up with tropical clothing and the new SLR rifles, do training on Bofors, firefighting, first aid, naval gunnery, seamanship etc.When we embarked, the ships company were working flat out to prepare the ship for the 1959-1960 Far East Commission. Needless to say, this was a lifetime experience for me! We visited so many ports,from Gibraltar through to the Mediterranean, Aden, Hong Kong, Japan, Korea and many other countries. On my return from sea service duties, I was posted to ITRCM and after a short spell, was then drafted to my first commando unit - 41 Commando RM.As a qualified PTI my main sport was, of course, Judo and I won all the major judo competitions in both the Corps and the Navy. Having trained extremely hard and attending many Judo courses, I gradually climbed the ladder from being a humble green belt to finally become a Black Belt, 3rd Dan, representing Great Britain in two internationals.The first one was in Italy, in the 1970’s, and the second was Holland and Scotland, where I gained my GB colours. These were presented, to me by the Commanding Officer at CTCRM.During my 27 years career, I served in all of the Commando Units in the Corps. 45 Cdo.RM in Aden, and HQ 3 Cdo Bde. as a Cpl PT2 in Singapore (a fantastic posting!) and then to 40 Cdo RM (Troop Sgt/Unit PTI), 43 Cdo RM, and then finally to 42 Cdo RM, first as Support Company CSM and then I took on the role of Juliet Company CSM for the duration of the Falklands War.Juliet Company was to become the spearhead of 42 Commando RM, who led the night attack and then captured Mount Harriet. Finally, having won the Falklands War, we marched into Port Stanley as the victorious Royal Marines!It is impossible to cover all my main achievements and experiences in such a short article, but suffice to say it has been a very full and varied career of which I am very proud, and of course, I would do it all over again!Fred Cummings.147

A young Cpl PTI Fred Cummings with the PT Staff in the gym in CTCRM in the 1960’s.Fred with the PT Staff at RM Poole.FRED CUMMINGS – 3rd Dan Judo & GB International Player:148

A SHORT HISTORY OF JUDO:PETER BROWNAs the early pioneer of Judo, Jigoro Kano’s dream of Judo becoming an Olympic sport eventually came true in 1964, when the Olympic games were finally held in Tokyo, putting Japan on the world stage. Although Japan naturally dominated world judo, they were greatly shocked when a Dutchman, Anton Geesink, won the 1964 Judo Olympic Open Champion title. However, this encouraged other countries to challenge Japan’s superiority and judo quickly become an international sport and from 1972 was included in all subsequent Olympic Games.JUDO IN THE UK:In 1899 a team of Japanese Judo masters visited London to introduce Kodokan Judo but did not initially succeed. Gunji Koizumi founded the Budokwai ("the study of systems developed by the samurai") in 1918 and when Kano visited in 1920 he encouraged a very strong link between the Budokwai and the Kodokan. Koizumi’s aim was to promote Japanese culture, teach the martial arts and introduce the Kodokan Judo. Initially, most of the 30 members were Japanese and two brave Englishmen! Gunji Koizumi was still practicing and teaching judo at the Budokwai the day before he died in 1965, age 80.In 1920, Yukio Tani (a sixth Dan) was invited to became the Budokwai’s chief instructor. The link between the Kodokan and the Budokwai remained very strong and Budokwai members held an annual exhibition to promote the martial arts. In 1926 the club took part in its first international judo match against Germany thus creating interest in Europe, especially Germany and France. In 1937 the Budokwai also featured on TV, less than a year after the BBC started its world service. The Budokwai has a large history of many of its senior dedicated judo players, such as Trevor Leggett, also leaving to live and study judo in Japan.Having now been in existence for over 100 years, the Budokwai has now trained several generations of outstanding national and international players.These include Brian Jacks (who was sent to train at the Kodokan at an early age by his father, a London taxi driver) Angelo Parisi, Neil Adams and Ray Stephens - all Olympic medal winners.Following the Budokwai’s example, many other judo clubs then appeared all around the country. The large growth of judo across the country led to the formation of the British Judo Association (BJA) and the European Judo Union (EJU) in 1948, and later the International Judo Federation (IJF).L to R: Olympic medalists Brian Jacks, Dave Starbrook & Angelo Parisi(L) The Budokwai in 1933 with Mr Koizumi (middle row centre) & (R) The Budokwai today.Black belt149

THE BIRTH OF CORPS JUDO & COMMANDOKWAI:It is difficult to identify exactly when the emerging sport of judo was introduced into the corps, as few records exist. However, The Royal Marines (and in particular PT Branch) have always excelled in any fighting arts that have evolved through the ages, especially in boxing, bayonet-fighting and fencing.With the introduction of a wide range of self-defence techniques being taught in Commando-training at Achnacarry and elsewhere, it would be natural for the new martial art of judo to emerge in the Corps after the war.With judo becoming very popular, prominent PT Branch judo players of this period included Ted Paddon (black belt), Ken Wilson, Bill Sykes, Ray Cooper, John Stark, Buck Stewart, John Rowlands, Sandy MacVicar, Ted Kelland and Tony Higgins. In the 1950-60’s several teaching courses were held at the PT School at Deal as the following photo shows. The photo below shows early judo players with Mr Koizumi (8th dan) as their instructor.Major Downton organised many RM judo courses and unarmed combat displays In 1977.One such display included myself and Bernie Finan and without rehearsal we travelled from Deal to the Royal Albert Hall to provide a short finale for an unarmed combat team display, organised by Capt. Downton. The display was part of the 50th Burma Star Reunion in the Royal Albert Hall, in front of Prime Minister, Harold Wilson.The peak time for Royal Marines Judo was in the 1970’s – 1980’s, when we were prominent in all Corps, Navy and National competitions, winning many medals. The most prominent judo player of this period was of course Fed Cummings, as not only was “Little Fred” the Corps Champion but he was also in the GB Judo Squad and represented Great Britain.Other outstanding PT Branch judo players included Dave McDowell, Graham Edwards, Keith Murray, Paddy Crompton, Greg Forrest, Ken Cooper, Jacques Hart, Archie McMorran, Fred Riley, and even “Big Gordon” Russell. All of these achieved the highest judo grades and were mostly black belts.A lot of encouragement was given to corps judo at that time, and we were able to arrange Judo training courses with several national judo coaches, including Ivan Silver, Tony MacConnell, Geoff Gleeson (GB National Coach) and Colin McIvor, who later became the GB Judo Team Manager.Thus, the corps judo players of that era were trained by the very best!(L) An early RM Judo course at Deal with Mr Koizumi (centre) and (R) judo practice on the hard mats!Major Alan Downton MBE (3rd Dan) was believed to have played a large part in the original formation of the British Judo Association in 1948. It was probably around this time that Royal Marines Judo Club (Commandokwai) was born, along with its distinctive badge.150

In the 1960’s - 1970’s the Corps Judo Team also made up most of the Royal Navy Judo Team. As such we would bravely enter the Individual and National Team Championships, held every year at Crystal Palace to select the BG Judo Squad players. However, as we all had to also serve on ships, in commando service etc. We were inevitably beaten by almost full time, professional, Judo players who wanted desperately to be selected for the GB Olympic Team. Nevertheless, we had a very strong team and held our own against all the top UK judo teams and had everything to be proud of, having been only narrowly beaten by the Scotland team on one occasion.MY OWN JUDO MEMORIES:As a PTI in the 1960’s and a relative novice late-comer, I thought that I would have a go at judo, as it was a growing sport then.I wasn’t really very good at it in the beginning, but I was very fit and had a lot of determination. The idea of achieving the coloured belts appealed to me and I was delighted when I got my first grade– a yellow belt!Having then aspired to the next grade, orange belt, I started to get the judo bug and thought that a green belt would look nice. But with limited training at Deal, I had to get some proper training.So, on Saturdays I travelled from Deal to London (a long and tedious journey in those days!) and for some stupid reason chose to trainat the brutal Renshuden Judo Club in North London, instead of the more established and refined Budokwai in South Kensington!As a mere Orange belt, I would find myself facing a line-up of 10-12 hardened, psychopathic, Black belts and had to ‘practice’ (survive) with each one of them in turn – very tough to say the least! I took John Stark to the judo training at the Renshuden once and after just 10 minutes on the mat, he went offand was violently sick!Having practiced the ‘gentle art’ at the Renshuden, I would return to Deal on the train, beaten up and worn out, apologise to my wife for my absence, and then nurse my injuries until the next Saturday ordeal!Photo Above (Left): An Advanced Judo Course for RM & RN Black belts held at CTCRM under Colin McIver in 1969. Front row L to R: Peter Brown, Fred Cummings, Colin McIver,Paddy Crompton & Greg Forrest, with Big Dave Julian back row, centre.Photo (Centre): Fred Cummings receiving the Corps Open Champion award of the Samurai Sword.Photo Right: RM Deal Judo Team winning the 1975 RN Team Championships.151

However, with the lure of the higher-coloured belts, I trained hard, with Keith Murray (black belt). Every day we pushed ourselves to the absolute physical limits- power-weight circuits, grid sprints with a harness, plus lots of randori.Eventually, I rose through the judo grades to become a brown belt. However, not quite good enough, as every Judoka’s dream is to achieve the coveted Black Belt! (Photo Left): Keith Murray, who became a 2nd Dan, showing me how it’s done!.After much training and a strong “will to win” attitude, one glorious Sunday I travelled to the famous Budokwai, in London, to try and achieve my black belt - along with 30 or so other wannabe’s. It was like being in a temple and complete silence was the order of the day. By some miracle I somehow managed to beat all of my opponents and was one, of only two, to be awarded the coveted black belt that day - I travelled back to Deal with a big smile on my face!Of course, at Deal, I needed a dojo (training hall) that was permanent and almost sacred, like the Budokwai, and somehow managed to get an old store, just behind the Canada Gate in South Barracks, and I was allowed to convert into what was then called The Judo Annexe.The photo (Left) shows recruits being taught the basics in the dojo.My judo dream was boosted when, on a nice summer’s evening in 1971, I somehow managed to get Brian Jacks (then the best judo player in the UK) and a bus-load of assorted Judo, Aikido and Kendo experts, down from the Budokwai to do a wonderful display in our PT School gymnasium.This was an incredible display of all of the martial arts - including Brian Jacks taking on 12 Black belts and then quickly demolishing them one at a time! The Display was a great success and afterwards the Budokwai players all had a big curry, went to the Thursday night Disco in the Churchill Club and then travelled back to London - all very happy!Later on, having won both the Corps and Navy Judo Open Championships and lots of other medals, as both Corps and Navy Judo Coach, I did my best to raise the level of interest and standard of judo within the corps. Despite the inevitable drafts to commando units, I also somehow passed all the BJA Coaching exams to become a BJA National Coach.Having organised numerous judo courses, RM and RN Championships, gradings, Qualified BJA Coach and Refereeing courses etc. I had the huge satisfaction of seeing other many corps judo players also achieve their black belt and various other judo qualifications.My later Judo training courses included inviting the top International Judo stars, such as Brian Jacks and Dave Starbrook (both Olympic medallists) for week-long courses, either at Deal, or Lympstone. At these courses both aspiring Corps and Navy judo players could learn a great deal from the Judo Masters and inevitably nearly everyone got graded to a higher judo grade at the end of the course.Having been thrown around and thumped for a whole week, all I really needed was a hot Radox bath!Photo (L): A Brian Jacks Judo Course in the Gymnasium at Deal in the 1970’s.Photo (Centre): Brian Jacks beating 12 Black belts in contest.Photo (R): After the judo course Brian Jacks Olympic Medallist & GB Superstar, having his PT Branch honorary crossed clubs painted on his chest by Alan Cain.152

At the peak of my judo career, not only had I arranged GB National Judo Squad training prior to European, Olympic and World Judo Championships (where brave corps players could also train with them) but was also quite proud to become the BG Squad Trainer for both the Scottish and GB National Judo Squads.This may sound glamorous but was quite gruelling in practice. It involved lots of weekend car trips, travelling between Exmouth & Crystal Place (out Friday night, back Sunday night) in my battered and unreliable old car, and some inevitable marital disharmony! Such is the life of a dedicated Judo player.I was also highly privileged to be the GB Assistant Team Manager for two European Championships, one in Holland and then in Rostock, East Germany (via Checkpoint Charlie at the Berlin Wall!).Later on, having served in Quantico, USA, with the USMC for two years I returned to CTCRM as AIPTRM. Rather precariously, at the age of 40 and without any training, I donned my judogi one last time and fought my last Judo contest at CTCRM which, to save face, I fortunately won!Reflecting back on the evolution of judo in my time, I must admit to being rather sad to see the original Kodokan approach of Jigoro Kano (“The gentle way and respect for others”) to become superseded by a new form of static and crude defensive judo, practiced mostly by muscled warriors who only want to win by any means possible – far from the original judo principles.However, having started with little talent but a lot of dedication, I felt that I had now achieved quitea lot in my little Judo world. Judo is meant to be a lifelong sport but after 15 dedicated years I became upset by the awful Judo politics at that time, resigned as a BGA National Coach, took off my judo suit and never put it on again.The judo suit now has mildew, but I still have a lot of fond memories of Corps judo in my time, having hopefully done my bit for Corps Judo. Thank you to everyone who inspired me.Peter Brown MBE (BJA 4th Dan) National Coach and former BG National Judo Squad Trainer.(L):The GB Judo Squad trained at CTCRM in 1983. (Centre) The GB Judo Team in Rostock (R) With Neil Adams.Above (L): The GB Judo Squad at CTCRM in 1983 & (R) Neil Adams (1981 World Champion) also showing me how it’s done! Corps players could train with the BG Squad.CTCRM153

154THE RM PT SCHOOL IN THE 1960’s:In the 1960’s and 1970’s the potential PT2 ‘Qualifier’ completed a thorough training and examination PT course of sixteen weeks and the PT1 Re-qualifier a course of eleven weeks.The Staff PT Instructor was no longer required to do a SPTI course but was made a probationary SPTI for three months and then upgraded if his knowledge and personal performance was considered to be of a suitably high standard. The PT Officer did nearly six months training.The subjects on which the PT Qualifier were required to pass out successfully included: PT Theory, PT Practical, Medical Studies, Gymnastics, Class Taking, Cricket, Hockey, Football, Rugby, Basketball, Minor Games, Athletics, Swimming and Lifesaving, Judo, and General Duties. For the sports subjects the qualifier was expected to pass examinations in both coaching and officiating.For the Royal Marine PTI’s at Deal, in addition to being excellent class-takers, sports coaching became a normal daily activity, with a continuous stream of Recruits, Junior Marines and Junior Musicians to practice their coaching skills on. There was regular sport on at least two afternoons a week, as well as evening activities and sports matches on Saturday afternoons.In the 1960’s the PT Course sports subjects stayed, more or less, the same as in the 1950’s, except that the Gymnastics High Box was also included in the syllabus. Although still an extremely popular sport in the corps at the time, football was dropped, Gymnastics remained particularly strong with PT Branch gymnasts forming a formidable Corps Gymnastics Team to take part in competitions.Rugby also became very strong during this period, as did Judo, which was encouraged at Corps level and as a result had a very strong Corps Judo Team of Black Belts that competed in many competitions, including representation at the British National Championships level.Similar moves to embrace sport in the Royal Navy took place during this decade and the Royal Navy PT Instructor (1st Class) in addition to Physical Training, would be now be required to have nine separate sports qualifications (as either a coach, referee, umpire, or official) in the various games and sports now available throughout the Royal Navy.On the 31st March 1961, the Royal Marines gained full Command status in Royal Navy Sport Competitions. As a separate (and the smallest) RN Sports Command, this emphasised the need to raise the standard of Corps sportsmen in order to compete with the numerically larger RN Commands of Portsmouth, Plymouth and the Naval Air Command in Yeovilton.Portsmouth, with the RN School of PT and sports stadium located at Pitt Street, became the geographical centre for much Navy sport. On the 17th May 1962 the Corps Sports Office moved from the PT Branch in Deal to the Royal Marines Barracks in Eastney, and Major Alvey RM assumed the title of both the Inspector of Physical Training and the RM Command Sports Secretary.In the early 1970’s, under Major Jeff Beadle MC MBE RM and a small team of PTI’s, the Corps Sports Office at RMB Eastney was responsible for encouraging Corps sport and they also produced regular copies of ‘The Sportsman’, which contained a regular and comprehensive summary of Corps sport activity, and was circulated to all RM Units, at home and abroad.The Gymnasium at the Royal Marines Barracks in Eastney became a focal point for Corps sportsmen to train to the highest level becoming a sporting ‘Centre of Excellence’, particularly for Corps Boxing, Fencing, Football, Rugby and Athletics. As a result, many outstanding Corps Sportsmen trained at Eastney and reached the highest competitive level in many sports.With the establishment of the Corps Sports Office in RMB Eastney, interest in Corps sport in the 1960’s and 1970’s grew enormously, and the number of PTI’s qualifying as sports coaches and officiating qualifications greatly increased. Many PTI’s reached the highest levels of sport representation, including at international level. In conclusion, the 1960’s and 1970’s were very successful decades for corps sport.

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SOME REFLECTIONS AND MEMORIES (1945-1973): C/SGT ALEXANDER BEM SPTIThe time and place: 1946 at Eastney in the JNCOs Club, the occasion, Pass Out Supper of the 432 Squad. The question, "What course are you putting in for?“The answer: "I want to be a PTI".There was a slight pause, and everyone collapsed into fits of laughter at the audacity of the 10 stone 6 lbs weakling. As far as anyone else was concerned the subject was closed, laughed at and forgotten - for ever!A commission later, on HMS Vanguard during the Royal Tour to South Africa, spurred on by Dutchy Holland, my chits started to go in. Unlike today a JNCO course was a must, and therein lay the problem. The JNCOs course was in two parts and at the end of Part 1, I was given the red light – to improve or else!Part II was out of Barracks and on the moors and for some strange reason they suddenly started to like me. Too much as it turned out, the day after I finished the course I was at ITC - training to become a PWI! Once again, I passed!It took me nearly 18 months to get rid of the stigma and then, to my delight, they caught on tothe fact that I was serious about being a PTI. I joined the ITC gymnasium staff ‘on approval’. What a time I had, dogsbody for everyone, banned from all forms of vaulting because I lacked all control of my body (even the stand:-ins were terrified of me), and most of all, there just wasn't enough of me. To improve the body, I was sent to the Royal Tournament to do something called 'Window Ladders'. Three very painful months later I arrived at Deal for a PT2 Course.The thing that sticks in my mind most about the PT2’s course was my boxing partner, Big John Savage. His arms seemed as long as he was and when all 16 stone of him hit you, you stayed hit! Once the torture period was finished, the whole PT2 course, moved to the Commando School at Bickleigh.Judo and Commando Training was on the syllabus.It was during this time that I met up with the hardest man I have ever come upon, Ted Routly. He was our instructor, a Black Belt in judo and the Corps Judo Coach of the time. The judo men of today may be better than we were - but not harder, we finished our breakfall training on the small parade - no mats!To round off the PT course we went to St Ives and did a climbing course, this was quite a break from the discipline of the gymnasium. After this we split up, some to Deal and those of us who stayed at Bickleigh did a diving course just to round things off. You must admit we were quite versatile if nothing else!Life at Commando School was a happy time, we taught everything: climbing, unarmed combat, thirty miler, scramble course, all runs and of course the famous Bickleigh Vale Tarzan Course. During this time the Climbing Wing was being formed and we were privileged to work with them, what a great bunch they were.As with all of us my time came to go abroad again. I joined 42 Cdo at Ipoh in Malaya. I had been drafted as Unit PTI to relieve Albert Mather but unfortunately a PTI, who was on the same draft as I was got the job instead and I became a sub-section commander in A Troop. I think that this was the happiest two years of my life, the jungle suited me, but most of all it was here that I learned the true meaning of being a PTI.Here I learnt about the organization of sport, how to 'mark out tracks on an old tin mine, how to win an athletic meeting with hardly any talent but most important thing of all, how to work on my own and to improvise. In those days, despite the Emergency, sport had its priority, and the Troop Commanders played their part marvellously. We worked hard, played hard and the runs ashore were out of this world!160

My next draft was back to the Commando School, once again I became 'Valley Happy' and hereI stayed until one day the whole Unit was mustered on the parade ground and detailed off by name, for some unknown reason. At the end of two hours the only ones left were the PT Staff, we were not actually part of 42 Cdo so were not selected to go with them, they were going to SUEZ! We were sent to Stonehouse Barracks with the promise that we would join them later. However, I landed up in 40 Cdo at Malta.In 40 Cdo I was a Section Sergeant, in B Troop; we were led by one Capt. Marston (whom later, as the IPTRM would strike fear into the hardest hearts of the PTI’s on his renowned PT Inspections! He was known as “God”.)The only SNCO who wasn't a PTI was the Sergeant Major. Roy Thacker, Ted Paddon, Taff Davies and myself had quite a time getting that lot into shape, but they were a very fine bunch of lads and proved it. When we did eventually land at Suez. My stay was rather short, and they flew me back to the RN Hospital at Haslar. When I was better, I re-joined them in Cyprus.From 40 Cdo I was drafted, for the first and last time, to Deal, and of all places to the Junior Wing. There must be quite a lot of Buglers now hating a certain PTI - they will never forget doubling around the Deal parade ground at two in the morning, chairs above their heads, tin hats on and in their pyjamas! After that there was never any disturbance at night! I lasted just a month, as I was simply not suited to the job.Next stop was Stonehouse Barracks and the JNCOs Wing. What a time this was, DE’s day in and day out, it did have its good point though, we could beat up for our SNCO’s course. In those days the course took 2 days, they were both examination days, one at Stonehouse and the other at ITC. You didn't get a beat up, you just went along, and it was up to you!I was lucky. During this time, we moved the NCO’s School to ITC and here we managed at times to get away from DE’s and help out in the gymnasium. This was my first time at ITC as a qualified PTI, what an eye opener! Once again it was time to move, this time to a ship, HMS Hermes (Photo left). We formed up at Eastney just in time to be told that no more Detachments were going on carriers! My joy was short-lived because they decided that I was just the person to relieve Greg Peck in HMS Centaur.My next stop was the Royal Naval Engineering College, Manadon, better known as HMS Thunderer. This was a job where if you liked office work and very long leaves you were laughing. The office work on its own wasn’t too bad, but followed with instruction and team training every evening it didn't leave much time to oneself, or family, although no-one worked on Sundays which was a blessing.Expedition training was the highlight of the college and during my short stay I managed to lead a party to the Cairngorms.However, it was at the College that the biggest 'Con Trick' ever was pulled on me. Major Marston: “The Staff Instructors Course is now only three weeks long and it is purely admin”. This was on the Friday, come Monday morning at 8 o'clock I was on my spot in the PT School at Deal and at ten past started the worst three weeks of my life!We started our many PT Practical sessions. Admin was never touched - everything was purely physical! At the end of the second week, I could only walk under the high bar, but I did not have the strength to jump up, I was dying on my feet!161

The thought of the next week, "Pass Out Week", was just too much for me and I got shattered, drowning my sorrows in alcohol, with the help of QMS Tug Wilson. To this day Bill Sykes swears that I had been pulling a fast one, because come the day all aches and pains vanished and for the first time in my time in the PT Branch, I didn't miss a thing and miraculously, I passed! Back at the RNEC College I went to lord it over the Naval PTI’s, me and my lovely brand-new red belt!Passing the Staff PTI Course meant another shift and I moved to ITCRM. There, I had the most enjoyable task of uprooting the permanent members of the PT Staff and putting them to work. It's amazing how many C/Sgts there were at ITC in those days, all very busy doing nothing! I had enjoyed being a PTI before, but this was different; every hour of the day was a busy one and despite the moans of hard work, everyone was content, and it was the best Staff I have ever been on.All good things must come to an end and once more I was on the move, this time to 45 Cdo. A TQ first and then finally Unit PTI. What a time we had, walloped everyone at sport, won all the cups and shields including two Inter-Service Swimming Cups and then withdrew from Aden before they could get them back.After 45 Cdo someone must have liked me a lot, because I arrived back at ITCRM again. For the first time ever, I managed to get two years in one place without another move! These years were good ones, and I will always remember them with great affection.My last draft and my only accompanied one, was far too short. I joined 40 Cdo in Singapore, Unit PTl, CSM, TQ and finally Unit PTI. The thought in everyone's mind was of the withdrawal and returning to the UK, especially those who were planning the training, and the same old cry of 'He cannot be spared' made sporting activities at a minimum.Despite this, 40 Cdo came away having won every honour in the football world that they could get; the Unit Fencing Team, under the guidance of Terry Harrison, won the Inter-Services Fencing Championship and we won the Sports Festival that was run by the Navy. It was a rewarding year and it led up to the withdrawal from Singapore.We returned to the UK in December and after a nice long leave we joined Seaton Barracks in March. Now it was down to training for Ireland. Ray Griffiths and I went to Aldershot and underwent a short course in Aikido and then returned and trained the Commando. I don't know if it was any use to them, but I will find out when they return; - they went to Ireland, but I went to the Royal Tournament!I am writing this from the Royal Marines Office of HMS Intrepid, the use of which I had to beg from Johnny Bickford. Escorting the under-eighteens that I took to the Royal Tournament has given me a lot of time to think, thus my memories are now on paper. To finish off, I would like to thank all of you that I have served with, both in and out of the gymnasium.Thank you firstly for the hard work, and sometimes it was all hard work, but most of all for the comradeship and good company that I have had over the years. Nowhere, no matter where I go, will I ever find a life like this again.My best regards to all of you for the future and I hope that should I be in your area in a few year’s time, I hope that you will let me have a look round your gymnasium. God bless.MURRAY ALEXANDER.162

C/Sgt. Alexander Murray BEM (Right) with the PT staff at CTCRM circa late 1960’s. Many of today’s PT Branch veterans are seen here as young PTI’s and sadly some have crossed the bar, including Murray who passed on some years ago in Dundee. RIP.Photo (Left): PTI’s in Aden, 1967. (From the top L to R): Maurice Logue, Gordon Offer-Hoar, Johnny Bickford, Frank Halpin, Murray Alexander, Brian Smith and John Lewis.Photo (below):C/Sgt. Murray Alexander BEM’s medals.Photo (Above): PTI’s in Aden in 1967.163

BLOODY HELL, DID I REALLY DO THAT?RADLEY GORRINGEI spent the sixties in the Royal Marines. I joined in 1960 and left a few days into the seventies. Certainly, in the initial years, I had a great time.I travelled all over the world and we never seemed to remain anywhere for very long. I made some good friends and, although I am well aware of the theory that you only remember the good times, I enjoyed the majority of my service.I was a Physical Training Instructor. Not a particularly good one I recall; 'adequate' is a description thatI could live with, although I do not doubt there are one or two of my colleagues who were around at the same time and would even dispute that statement! The PT Branch was undoubtedly overflowing with guys ably described as 'characters'. I never really figured out why I was a PTI; it was probably a reaction to failing the selection course for the SBS. (I still haven't forgiven them for that!)From the beginning, I viewed myself as being there for the basic period and then 'thank you and goodbye' . If I formulate it correctly and conveniently forget certain incidents, this will look fine in a CV. Trouble was, "in those days", the initial period of service was undeniably too long in my opinion.Anyway, time went past and off I went.I always remained in touch with a group of friends. We had joined up more or less at the same time; I'd left - they stayed. Over the years, we continued to share birthday parties, weekends, holidays, and were godparents to each other's children. One particular friend, John Farlie, when he finally left the service himself, asked me every year if I would like to attend the annual PTI’s Reunion with him and I politely, or not, depending upon on the circumstances at the time, declined the offer.Then last year when he asked me, several things combined: it was a full moon, stress level at work was in the stratosphere, we were drunk, but mostly I suspect I was overtaken by plain curiosity, and I decided I would like to attend. So, the weekend arrived, and we loaded two blazers, two pinstripe suits and two sets of golf clubs into the car and I was doing 5 mph around the M25 for the 'umpteenth' time that month!Well, the Commando Training Centre was where it should be, but that was all. I didn’t even recognise anything about the road infrastructure to arrive there. We were early, of course - John has never been late for anything in his life - infuriating! Anyway, there we were, halted at the gate, me with my mouth open in amazement, and, of course, early. "We'll go to Woodbury Common for a look around and then to Exmouth for a drink“.Now I was all in favour of the second item but something about the first started to concern me as we raced off down a country lane. Woodbury Common? Woodbury 'bloody' Common – I swore that I would never go near the place again! But, of course, there we were walking and driving around and, 30 years later, the place still had the same effect on me - 'bloody hell, did I really do that?’A final point, sentiment it may be after a good weekend. When I was 17 years of age in the Royal Marines, I made a group of friends. I'm now the wrong side of 50 and those friends have always been around. I had a heart attack when I was 41 and every single one of them was there in a very short space of time. They were at my Wedding Anniversary and at my 50th birthday, and I was at theirs. That's one of the indefinable things you get from life in the Royal Marines. Radley Gorringe.164

REFLECTIONS ON THE AMALGAMATION OF THE PT BRANCH:Andrew Higginson, in consultation with Messrs. Ellis, Howie and Kirtley.To mark the 150th anniversary of the Royal Marines Physical Training Branch of the Royal Marines Corps and in consultation with John Ellis, Bill Howie and George Kirtley, we decided to look at the impact of the amalgamation of the PT Branch at the Commando Training Centre Royal Marines (CTCRM) in 1977, where it remains to this day.As John Ellis recorded in the last edition of the “Special Memories” booklet produced back in 2000, the PT Branch in the late 1970’s was under enormous pressure with large redundancies in the air throughout the Corps.An amalgamation of the Physical Training (PT) Wing at Royal Marines (RM) Deal and the Royal Marines Sports Association (RMSA) at RM Barracks Eastney with the existing PT staff at CTCRM was seen by the Commandant General Royal Marines Department as an opportunity to make not only financial savings but also the necessary manpower cuts required for the for the Corps to continue to exist.There were also many other senior officers in the Corps, including the Commandant at CTCRM at the time, who felt that the RMPT Branch should in fact be disbanded, by-passing PT to the Platoon Weapons (PW) Branch and its instructors! Their argument was that, as the Physical Training Instructor (PTI) was part of the General Duties (GD) rather than a Specialist/ Technical branch of the Corps, any GD NCOs could perform PT tasks equally well!However, regardless of the doubters, in 1977, the PT Wing at RM Deal and the RMSA at RM Barracks Eastney amalgamated with the PT Staff at CTCRM, Lympstone, to form what was to become the new Physical & Recreation Training (P&RT) Staff and the new home of the PT Branch.The appointment of an Inspector Physical Training Royal Marines (IPTRM) and the Assistant IPTRM and WO1 of the Branch also moved to Lympstone. From memory, I was that IPTRM who, along with the then Assistant IPTRM WO1 John Ellis, was charged with implementing this amalgamation.John Ellis and I set about the task, ably supported by Captain Joe House the Physical Training and Sports Officer (PTSO) and WO2 Peter Ranft, his Sergeant Major at the P&RT Centre, CTCRM and an extremely experienced team of Staff Instructors including Dinger Bell, Sticks Burrows, Bill Howie, Tansy Lee, Gordon Russell, Archie McMorran and the stalwart Remedial Gymnast Arwyn Rees, and forgive me for not mentioning, but many, many more of you out there.Our task was simply to prove conclusively that PT was an important part of the very culture and that in the development of the Royal Marine, physical training should be, as it had always been in the past, conducted by trained specialists within the PT Branch.Further, we aimed to confirm that the PTI did very much have a place in the modern-day Corps and that the Corps would be the loser in the long run without a PT Branch. The Branch was therefore not for culling but instead was to be focussed on developing itself, not only as PT specialists but also as outstanding all round leaders of fit Royal Marines on operations.Part of the challenge with the amalgamation was to integrate three very different staff cultures – the gym-based focus of PTI courses at Deal, with the young officer and recruit-field PTI’s at Lympstone and last, but not least, the RMSA who ran Corps Sport from Eastney, who’s location was somewhat remote.Lt. Col Andy Higginson OBE RM165

The PTI courses at Deal were legendary with their heavy emphasis on the gym and gymnastic ability.As John Ellis mentioned in his article, this required a thorough review of all the PT Wing courses to re-align them with an all-round fitness regime for active Commando service. The RM Sports Association, although reluctant at first to emerge from Eastney, soon settled into their new home at CTCRM.At Lympstone, PT was correctly focused on the outdoor Assault and Tarzan courses, but we noticed that PW’s were conducting speed marches and the endurance course on Woodbury Common without any PT supervision, as it had always been in the past.We felt this was entirely wrong and would need prompt adjustment. In fact, a compromise was struck with attendance by both PT and PW instructors on speed marches and the endurance course - but run by the PTI who was ultimately responsible for the conduct and safety of the activities.One of the great survivors at the time (and I hope still today) was “Swedish PT”. I am of the firm opinion that the graduated Swedish PT system helps enormously to not only build physical fitness, but also to develop the whole person in a disciplined manner. Long may it last!I do remember one particular visit by our Captain General who remarked to me that he thought Swedish PT was an outdated form of physical training. I politely but firmly rebuffed this assertion only to discover that in the Duke of Edinburgh’s visit brief that the MGRM Training had prompted the Captain General to make this comment, as the MGRM did not share my point of view on the value of Swedish PT! I had strongly felt that “If it ain’t broke don’t fix it”, was very applicable then - and still is today!Andy Higginson with the CTCRM PT Staff in the early 1970’s.166

As a result of our review, we set about integrating the three staffs from Deal, Eastney and Lympstone, which numbered some 50 PTI’s, and fortunately without any forced redundancies!In order to get the very best out of the enormous talent on display, while also focusing on the role of the Commando Unit PTI, a part of the AIPTRM’S and my responsibilities was to carry out annual inspections of all RM units, both in the then Commando Forces RM and Training Group RM Groups.We were given the freedom to report back to the Major General and their Commanding Officers on the physical fitness state of their units which all formed part of the annual MGRM’s inspection. We did not hold back as, in our view, we assessed that the Corps was largely unfit at that time.I seem to remember that the annual fitness test was no more than a gesture at best! The Corps, in our opinion, had become unfit mainly, I suspect, as a result of endless rather static tours of duty in Northern Ireland.On the Unit inspections we noticed that Commando and Unit PTIs were not enabled to fulfil their role to their full potential. For example, 3 Commando Brigade had just taken on the Mountain and Artic Warfare (M&AW) role on the Northern Flank which required considerable stamina and fitness to be able to fight and operate in the artic.Pre-deployment PT training needed to be organised and run in conjunction with the then Mountain & Artic Warfare Cadre and Mountain Leader (ML) branch, by the Unit PT Officer and PTI. From first-hand experience and subsequently from three years in 45 Commando Group in Arbroath as a Company Commander, I can vouch for that - physical fitness and stamina paid great dividends on deployment to Norway and especially in 1982 during Op. Corporate.Andy Higginson IPTRM & the combined PT Staff at CTCRM in the Circa mid-1970’s.167

We also found that there was little, or no, Adventure Training in the Corps at the time, as there seems to be today. We brought in George Kirtley from 41 Commando RM, a strong advocate of outdoor activities, and whose remit was to introduce Adventure Training (AT) into all PT courses, including a phase at the Joint Services Adventure Training School at Llanrwst. George achieved this introduction with enormous energy and professionalism. As a result, I would like to think that Adventure Training still remains part of the course syllabus, in one form or another, today.Looking back is not an exercise I am particularly comfortable with, as I prefer to focus on the future! However, on this occasion I will permit myself a reflection and it is this:I hope today’s leadership in the Corps fully understands why we have a PT Branch and what it is capable of. John Ellis reminds me that our PT Branch is quite unique, particularly if you compare it with the USMC which has no equivalent unless we include one RM PT instructor at Quantico.I hope that the RM PTI is still seconded there today. What the USMC and other UK armed forces are missing out on is high professional Physical Training standards, achieved through a graduated development system to produce a very fit Marine and Young Officer.Also, that Physical Training is carried out by trained PT specialists who are very much part of the mainstream Corps who fully understand the operational requirement. Fitness does not suddenly appear as a result of bellicose orders, but through continued encouragement and compassion, as well as a complete and experienced understanding of the battlefield requirements.The ‘esprit-de-corps’ attained by the PT Branch and its Officers, Warrant Officers and Senior and Junior Non-Commissioned Officers over many years were, and seem to remain today, an excellent example to other Branches of the Royal Marines. I for one have been very honoured to have worked with so many excellent PTIs over my career in the Corps, who could always be depended upon whether in the gymnasium environment, or on active-duty operations. Long may it continue!Andy HigginsonAndy Higginson left the Corps in 1997 having commanded a troop, a company and the Commando Logistic Regiment Royal Marines on operations. He was awarded an MBE on Operation Corporate and an OBE on Operation Haven.On leaving the Corps, he joined the US company Halliburton Brown and Root Ltd and headed their UK operational services division in the Balkans, Iraq and Afghanistan. He then ran his own company which represented Contractors on Deployed Operations from 2001-2015 working for the UN, NATO, African Union and the UK Defence Manufacturers Trade Association and the UK MoD. He is now retired living between the West Coast of Ireland and London. He still enjoys riding his recumbent trike up and down hills all over the world!(Photos Left):The 1974 PT1 Course doing two weeks adventure training at the Joint Services Mountain Training Centre, Llanrwst. in 1974,under John Kirtley.168(Left): Sgt. Peter Brown trying not to look down! (Right): Sea canoe training for the PTI Course.

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MEMORIES OF SERVING IN THE PT BRANCH:JOHN ELLIS.The PT Qualifier initiation and then being body cleansed by a fire-hose,the “clubs” permanently installed upon your chest and recently-toned muscles - welcome to the PT Branch! How can you ever forget the pride of becoming a Royal Marine PTI – and your staff PTI, who had so much influence on the rest of your life, is a person you will never be able to thank sufficiently!I am sure each of you has at times wondered ‘What happened to those characters? Where are they now? There are so many great individuals and personalities. This tells you the value of our physical training spirit and the indoctrination that occurs during our PTI training. Simply put, “Getting it done” is not good enough. “Getting it right” is what we are all about! Ken Ketcher, Ken Wilson, Ben Ford , Pat Maxwell, Bill Sykes, Martin Joyce, Ernie Platt -Chance, Harry Russell, Bill Sewell, Ron Moyse, Ray Cooper and ‘God’ himself, Major Marsden, as well as the very astute Captain M. Robinson RM. These were just some of the leaders that inspired me to greater things. My Staff instructor was Ken Wilson, I flew to South Africa in recent years to personally thank him for what he had taught and demanded of me.This was at a time in the Corps where even the PT Branch was not having the best of times! "Time and Motion" was the ‘keyword’ and major cuts in the military budget by the government was underway! There were civil servants and military personnel observing and evaluating every single course that was conducted. Recruitment was poor at that time and the Corps had a shortage of NCO’s to fill the various appointments.At the same time, many local authority city councils were investing in Recreation & Sports facilities and a significant number of our PT Staff were leaving the Corps and recruited to manage these new recreational facilities. The fine PTI’s that we lost from the PT Branch to go and manage such facilities included Johnny Bickford , Bill Sykes, Jeff Lake, Ray Cooper, John Watts, Del Sherriff, Dave Muller- Cooper, Jim Douglas, Bob Gibson, Dave “Knobby” Clark – just to name a few! These very experienced members of the PT Branch were instrumental in pioneering the new city council recreation programmes and they knew where to find high quality instructors!John Ellis with the PT Staff at the PT Wing at Deal in the mid-1970’s prior to the move to CTCRM.172

173At that time 90% of all instructors on the NCO’s training wing were Platoon Weapons Instructorsand the fitness and speed marches did not even have a PTI in attendance - how ironic is that? The bigger question was, why did PTI’s no longer have responsibilities for fitness on an NCO training course?In fairness to the PWI instructors, they worked hard, but were far too set in their ways. Time had moved on and they only knew what they knew. Failing 25% of a JNCO course on the seventh day of an 8-week course, because they were not fit, did little to improve the shortage of NCO’s, or to get them fit.We all know, as PTI’s, that there is a well-tested method to both challenge and inspire individuals, but humiliating people and taking photographs of unfit Marines in the bushes is certainly not a positive training experience or sound teaching environment!All of the staff at the NCO Training Wing were given the draft of their choice and gradually new instructors were appointed, not just from the PW Branch, but also from a wider cross section ofall of the branches, including the band service! In this way, my belief was that the NCO’s were being appointed by people that really understood what it takes to be an NCO in the various differentspecializations of the Corps.At the end of each year, all Warrant Officers get a short interview with the General. It came as a surprise to be told, “Mr. Ellis, my field officers tell me the PT Wing is in disarray and how would you fix it?" My response was to say the PT School at Deal was where the ‘foundations’ of all things physical training occurred and that is where I would have to start.I joined the PT School at Deal as the PT Wing Sergeant Major on the following Monday, just three days after my interview with the General! I really did not know what to expect but my time away from thePT Branch and working in football with many different organizations had opened my eyes and my mind.On joining Deal, I learned that we had just one month to sort things out, prior to the Major General’s inspection! I knew by then we had better come up with a proposal of ideas and recommendations .I learned that although PTI’s loved their job, the downsizing that had occurred and the time and motion studies had made the PT Branch extremely vulnerable in several areas and that the cutbacks in the number of squads joining provided less work for our PTI’s.In addition, the Time and Motion Study also indicated that because the course syllabus for PT2’s and PT1’s were almost exactly the same, one course could go! Also, at that time, historically very few PT Officer’s had been promoted beyond the rank of Major.Current serving PTI’s were feeling quite disillusioned, and we could see that the PT staff were not being used to their full extent and that many were starting to look outside the Corps for more interesting and purposeful jobs in the civilian world.Captain Howie Bonser was OCPTW at that time and our Staff instructors were Tony Higgins, Ted Kelland, Keith Wilson and Bill Turnbull - although at this stage, Bill was readying himself for an exchange draft to the USMC at Quantico, so he had gone by the time we started preparations.We all put our heads together and came up with a game-plan to give the MGRM on his very important visit to the PT Wing, including a presentation of the facts and recommendations for the future of the PT Branch.My year as Sergeant Major of NCO Training Wing at Lympstone was a fascinating challenge! I joined Major Montgomery to re-structure the training and in the first month I was in the field, observing and participating - not really the role of the Sergeant Major, but you never know what goes on if you sit behind a desk!

Each staff speaker was given a maximum of three minutes to present their case. Thankfully, the MGRM carefully listened and was quite receptive to the suggestions, especially because at that time the Royal Marines PT Wing, despite its fine history from 1871, was almost on its way to The Army PT School at Aldershot! The main recommendations included that:1. The PT 1 course was to be re-written to justify the need for this course.2. That our PT Officers should begin to make the grade to become Colonels, and even Generals.3. The PT School was to be moved from Deal and then re-built at CTCRM Lympstone.4. It was re-established that a PTI would conduct the speed marches and assault courses.As a result, PT Branch recruitment bounced back, but the most important lesson that we learned was that as much as we hold our branch as the epitome of excellence, we must never become complacent!I was then privileged to be appointed as the WO1 AIPTRM and I took over from John Stark and spent time at RMB Eastney with the then IPTRM Captain Ron Priddle, who had spent considerable time at Deal as a PT Officer. He was very knowledgeable in Physical Education and Training, and he authored the official PT Wing Manual. I assisted him as we put the new PT Wing Manual together and hopefully, someone has since updated it into modern and physiologically sound methods.The transfer of the PT Wing School from the Depot Deal to CTCRM was, for our branch, a historic move. In those days it was always the Deal PTI or the CTCRM PTI, so I figured it might be a bit interesting putting them together. Captain Andy Higginson as he was then, did an outstanding job of really reviewing the state of Physical Education and Training throughout the Corps. He was appointed IPTRM and as his AIPT, we moved to our new home at CTCRM.We also hosted the first ever PT Branch Reunion at CTCRM and started to feel that the new Gymnasium, although not wooded, was now also the RM School of Physical Training.Travelling the Corps and visiting all the Commando units, I think that Captain Higginson, IPTRM, did an exceptional job of fighting for what PTI’s are trained to do. There were other, equally ranking, officers with different agendas, but it did not matter. Whatever the rank, he fought and negotiated hard to ensure the PT Branch stayed in existence and did not become merged.There are many mergers that occur in the military, but it is very important that PTI’s retain the responsibility of teaching physical education, training and remedial work and that we are both creative and responsible in our methodology.The new P&RT Centre at CTCRM being built in the early 1970’s.The New accommodation blocks for CTCRM.174

My next visit to the Generals was in 1979 to consider becoming an SD Officer, but I decided that 22 years in a fabulous corps and with all the knowledge that I had gained, it was time to step away and allow new ideas and energy to continue, with younger minds. Peter Brown replaced me as the AIPTRM and you can see the diligence that he brings to our PT Branch.For me, there was a new adventure looming! Like most, I was not too sure what to do. I had attended EVT and completed a small business course. At the end of the course, you are required to write a business plan.As it turned out, I wrote a business plan for our future company: “Soccer Academy Inc. USA”. Having been honoured to receive The Football Association Advanced Coaches License, I was then invited, in 1977, to coach soccer (as it is called in the USA) to work in America.My plan was to develop the American Soccer game. This included, Consultancy in Management of a Soccer Club, the training of Adult Coaches, and the training Players and Teams. I am proud to say that now, after many years of hard work, many coaches (both male and female) who are coaching in American Universities and Colleges, got their initial training in our Soccer Academy.In conclusion, my USA Soccer career has been a huge success, both at national and international level. In addition, my daughter Jillian, coached the US Women’s National Soccer Team from 2014- 2019 and won two FIFA Women's World Cups in 2015 and 2019.All in all, a quite successful career, both in the corps and afterwards – all based upon the sound practises and expertise gained whilst serving in our wonderful Royal Marines PT Branch!JOHN ELLISThe new P&RT Centre at CTCRM being opened in 1978 by HRH Prince Philip175

Over many years, the RM PT School at Deal was responsible for training hundreds of high-standard RM Physical Training Instructors for the Royal Marines. The photo above shows the Deal PT Staff in 1972, just over 100 years after this gym was opened!(Above): The fully merged PT Staff at CTCRM in the early 1980’s.FROM OLD TO NEW:176

WHAT GOES AROUND, COMES AROUND!CAPTAIN ROB MARTIN RM - FORMER IPTRMEveryone in the PT Branch knows that during our time we are just passing through and only custodians for a short ‘Dog Watch’. Well during my short Dogwatch at CTCRM we certainly seemed to have our fair share of change!In the 14 years between 1975 – 1989 PT went through a big re-organisation to fit the changing needs of the Corps. As part of the ongoing review of recruit training (in which the pressure was on to reduce the number of weeks to mirror the Army) we were to lose junior entry training at Deal. Sadly, this was the beginning of the end for our erstwhile home of the PT Branch. However, the flip side was that we would reorganise CTCRM at Lympstone to become the hub it is today.I was appointed to Lympstone in 1975 after my PT&SO course in Deal. You know how you always think your PTI is larger than life, well ours was- in the shape of Ted Kelland, an International athlete and martial arts player who at 18 stone, we saw from all angles!My partner in crime, on the course, was Cris ‘Oggie’ Brant, with whom who I regularly keep in contact with, as he now lives in the USA.When I arrived at CTCRM The PT Sgt. Major at CTCRM was Buck Stewart and he welcomed me with news the Gym was being knocked down - but the new Gym wouldn’t be ready for three years!As always, we epitomised the mindset to be “the first to understand, first to respond and adapt and first to overcome”. Unfortunately, that commando mindset hadn’t been invented then, so we just moaned and dripped like mad! We moved into the converted cinema as a temporary gym, reconfigured the bottom field with a new static tank and agility ropes (now located where the old gym was) and renewed the assault/obstacle course.SPTI Dave Nicholson drew each obstacle for the contractors to copy, nearly as they were previously, but just for good measure he added another 6 inches to the 5ft wall because he said it had sunk in the ground! Oh Yes, and another wall after the swing bridge to fill the space!I was later summoned to the Commandant’s office to explain why the recruits were failing the 5ft wall. I just said “We must be recruiting smaller Marines, Sir! ”The Dutch Elm disease also meant that the Tarzan Course was in great jeopardy, so much change was pre-empted there.Again, our reshaping away from the trees didn’t make it any easier.In fact, the jump into the net was further away, so the smaller recruits were penalised yet again!The “Old” Tarzan Course at CTCRM.177

The biggest change of all was the integration of junior entry training, now to be reduced from 35 weeks to 26 weeks training at CTCRM. There was much debate about how under 18’s were to come up to speed physically and develop, without all the junior Swedish PT tables that they were so used to,and well proven, at Deal.Again, the SPTI’s came to the rescue with a new programme designed especially for the Junior troops which retained the Swedish content. This we named IMF (Initial Military Fitness) which is still going today. Consequently, the junior troops were soon beating their adult counterparts on the bottom field. The top sports field was also not left out of all the changes and got a complete overhaul with new Redgra pitches, soon to be changed for an Astro pitch, tennis courts, football and rugby.One thing that didn’t change was the Easterbrook Pavilion over the road, in memory of Capt. Anthony Easterbrook, who tragically died from a death slide fall during an RM display at Maddison Square Gardens, New York, in 1960.Just as before, we had our own tragic accident at CTCRM during the ‘Meet the Marines’ PT display in 1976, when Cpl. James Higgins was performing a peel off on the slide, when the descent rope snapped. He was rushed immediately to hospital but did not regain consciousness. This was such a shock to everyone, to lose such a talented man in his prime was devastating.As would be expected displays involving death slides were changed forever. As were other displays around the area, mainly for security reasons.I got on with my career in the Corps, or not, because when I was PT&SO I foolishly went by the rugby team’s bus on the way to lunch, when Dennis Brown jumped out and said they were one short for the Rugby Team. They were playing Plymouth Police away. As I was such a stickler for our teams to be fully represented, I was left with little alternative but to get my kit! DB said, “Don’t worry Sir, I will play fly half and won’t give you the ball if in doubt”. As an International rugby player, I foolishly trusted him!At the time I was in the GB Hockey Team for the Montreal Olympics, and I was told on no account to play rugby! I lasted 3 minutes, we won the first line out and the ball came back, DB had the ball and then our full back Taff Holland came into the line between DB and me. Taff gave me the ball and their inside centre together so that was it! Two anterior cruciate repairs and 18 months out of action but Taff andI remained friends.It was not all doom and gloom, because whilst recuperating I met my wife Jenny and had some great drafts to HQ Cdo Forces, 40 Cdo in 1982 and then Brunei. It was also the one time when I should have hidden my PT background because I was pinged to organise the PT and Sports day on SS Canberra, on route to the Falklands. A jolly event which 42 Commando won!Above: (L) Recruits on the Endurance Course and (R) The “new” gym being built!178

Back to CTCRM in 1986 and as IPTRM arrived to another storm brewing! Luckily, I had the very experienced WO1/RSM Bill Howie as AIPTRM and WO2 Mel Walker as ASEC RMSA. PT was again in the firing line because too many recruits were leaving training. Thus, was ever the case, because it was a 50% wastage the last time that I was at CTCRM. This time, much was blamed on lower leg injuries.The one thing we all know in the Corps is that everyone is an expert in Physical Training! Anyway, after everybody had given their reasons for the demise in recruit training from too much PT in the gym, too much vaulting, too much running, not warming up properly and any number of other suggestions,I was called to HQ TRSF (Training Group, as it was then). The CGRM had just returned from a visit to the USMC and had discussed lower leg injuries in their training. They had been dealing with the same problem for two years. ‘Get someone over here and we will tell you about it’ they said. Well, I didn’t need much convincing so with many signals flying around and C/Sgt Judd Barker in Quantico, a visit took place which he expertly hosted.Needless to say, the USMC were sorting it out, but would TRSF go with it? You may recognise some of the changes which did result in a new radical approach to PT at CTCRM and within the Corps. Much work was done by Micky Chapman (our PTI physio) and others to put into practice a lot of the changes including a brand-new annual fitness test incorporating USMC suggestions. We had previous experience with the USMC fitness tests so it was a nice fit.The key to the problem of lower leg injuries, as highlighted by the USMC medics, is the inflammation of the Achilles Tendons. They were doing everything they could to avoid the problem in the first place and particularly before recruits started wearing boots. Even the medics would carry around ice lollipops which recruits would wipe on their Achilles tendons after PT! Many other remedies were tried, for instance, whilst the recruits shaved at the sink, they had to stand on a 30-degree block of wood!In summary, the whole problem existed mainly because the youngsters joining training had been so used to wearing trainers as their normal footwear, that their Achilles tendons had not flexed sufficiently to wear boots and particularly to march uphill. The upshot was the same as we were finding, inflamed Achilles, sore shins, shin splints and knee injuries.It wasn’t difficult to convince the HQ as to the problem, the main question was whether they would pay for all the changes! With my new AIPTRM WO1 John Thatcher, we put together our wish list which included a new semi-sprung gym floor, issue trainers and more remedial training facilities with trained Remedial Instructors and Physios?. However, these were all agreed and implemented with amazing speed!These were all milestones in our PT History which probably go round and round. The solution was to be more adaptable and move along as modern physiological advances in fitness training dictate.Looking back, it has all seemed to work! Now retired, I may now be excused for enjoying a pint!Captain Robin Martin RM, (former IPTRM).179

THE FIRST AMALGAMATED PT STAFF AT CTCRM – 1979:The first PT Staff that amalgamated both the Deal and CTCRM PT Staff at CTCRM in 1979. Quite a significant moment in the history of the RM PT Branch. Apologies for not being able to include all of the names, except the following:(Second Row L-R): Keith (Tug) Wilson SPTI, John Kirtley SPTI, Dennis Stringer, Chas Bell, Dave McDowell, Polly Poulson, Micky Chapman, Nobby Clarke, Jan Endicott and Len Scott SPTI.(Front Row L-R): The PT Wren, Bill Turnbull (WO2), John Ellis (AIPTRM), Capt. John Lewis (IPTRM), Lt Rowland Grant MBE (PT&SO), Archie McMorran SPTI, Clive Burrows SPTI.THE PT BRANCH MOVES FROM DEAL TO LYMPSTONE:180

ASSISTANT INSPECTORS OF PHYSICAL TRAININGROYAL MARINES AT CTCRM:WO1. J. Ellis 1978-1980WO1. P. Brown MBE 1980-1984WO1. W. Howie 1984-1987WO1. J. Thatcher 1987-1989WO1. J. Barker 1989 – 1991WO1. M. Savery 1991-1993WO1. J.M. Kimbrey MBE 1993-1996WO1. A.J. Dunphy 1996 – 1999WO1. K.S. Pearson 1999-2001WO1. P. Gellender 2001-2004WO1. R.A. Miller 2004-2006WO1. B. Whitlock 2006-2008WO1. P. Simister 2008-2010WO1. R. Beauchamp 2010-2012WO1. P.R. Farr 2012-2013WO1. M. Seabrook 2013-2015WO1. B Tose 2015-2018WO1. O’Sullivan 2018-2020WO1. G. Luke 2020-2022WO1. S. Ferguson 2022-181

PT BRANCH HISTORY - SOME LESSONS LEARNED?PETER BROWN.During the 1960’s and 1970’s, the many previous years of physical and recreational training of RM Recruits at Deal was well tried and tested. The progressive Swedish PT tables, which included balance-beam, vaulting and ropes, combined with running and speed marches, gradually developed the recruits to a very high standard of both discipline and fitness prior to going on to Lympstone. This was achieved with very few injuries and high retention rates.In the late 1960’s the OCPT at Deal, Capt. Ron Priddle RM, decided to devise a new physical training programme for the recruits at Deal, which was largely based upon the Army method of Battle Physical Training. Following much debate and experimentation this was introduced into recruit training and the well-tried and tested Swedish PT system was abandoned.Following the decision to close the Royal Marines Barracks at Deal in 1978 (which had located there since 1861) the PT Branch moved to the new Gymnasium facility at CTCRM Lympstone, in Devon. In addition to the experiment of Capt. Priddle RM, at CTCRM, various further physical training methods were also introduced, often leading to early injuries and non-completion of training.Eventually, in the mid-1970’s, a shortened form of Swedish PT was brought back into the curriculum at CTCRM. By then, many PT Instructors had not been taught how to conduct Swedish PT and had to be re-trained, causing much confusion and requiring much time and effort to achieve.The history of military physical training clearly demonstrates the great importance of starting with a carefully structured and progressive physical training programme, good nutrition, sufficient rest, as well as occasional sport and recreation to provide some fun, build teamwork and to raise spirits.We should perhaps be reminded that during recruitment for two World Wars, between 40-60% of recruits were rejected because of poor health and fitness. In today’s sedentary world the same level of unfitness is alarmingly similar and should be a great cause of concern for the future of the Britain’s Armed Forces, especially with regard to the highly physical demands of Commando training.Despite all of the modern advances of the technological age, physiology has not changed, and the physiological development of the human body cannot be rushed and cannot be achieved in a short period of time without premature injury.For the physically under-developed and medically-rejected recruits during the Second World War and tucked away in history, Captain Capon’s WW2 Physical Development Depots (1936–1939) offered a good solution for physically weak recruits, with his successful Physical Development Programme.Capt. Capon’s programme clearly showed that the adequate preparation of weak bodies for military service requires a physical preparation period of at least 12-weeks duration, good nutrition, adequate rest and some fun and recreation. Six further key principles of Capt. Capon's programme included:‘a good environment’, ‘sound sleep’, ‘hard work’, ‘healthy recreation’, ‘good food’, and ‘contentment’.All of the medically rejected Army recruits who had completed Capt. Capon’s Physical Development Programme, went on to complete further infantry training with success. Perhaps some of the past lessons of history, may offer some food for thought with regard to the recruitment, high physical injury rates and the retention problems of today’s Royal Marines Recruit training programme?182

A BUSY LIFE! - ARWYN REES BEMI was born 81 years ago, shortly after my hometown of Swansea was bombedto rubble during the war. I was born, slightly premature, probably caused by my mother legging it every few hours to the 'Anderson Shelter' at the bottom of the garden to the wailing of the sirens!At that time, I was of course perfectly formed, as I fortunately remain to this day - with the exception of the loss off my bladder to cancer and a replacement left hip joint due to over exuberance at lunchtime 5-A-Side football! However, despite these anomalies I fortunately remain fully functional and with no daily medications.Coming from a Welsh speaking family, early school days were rather problematic but not unsurmountable. Academically, I was doing very well until I made to sit (very closely) next to the lovely Bronwen Davies, which caused havoc with my hormonal and mental equilibrium and greatly affected my ability to focus on and pass, my 11-Plus exam!I shuffled along until I left school at fifteen and was deemed suitable to earn a living in the localcoal mine. This work managed to put some muscle on my wartime ravaged carcass over the next two years! So, being bombed, speaking two languages, a confirmed heterosexual with a good muscular torso, it seemed that I was the perfect cannon- fodder to serve HM The Queen and Country and to protect our great empire!Consequently, I arrived at The Depot. R.M. at Deal at the end of March 1958, and started training as the 689 CS (Continued Service) Squad on April 1st. Once the rather rural background and my industrial culture had been instructed out of me and replaced by a totally different style of discipline it all moved along at a very hot pace!Also, because I had been born in a seaport town during wartime, I was always surrounded by different service uniforms and families coming home on leave, In addition coal mining demanded great discipline and camaraderie due to its inherent dangers and this dovetailed into service life very well.Many of our Squad had similar working backgrounds to me and were, physically well prepared for the journey ahead. As a consequence (and compared with today’s situation) I can't remember any great difficulties in any part of the physical training or tests.Then, our ongoing training at ITCRM (The Infantry Training Centre Royal Marines) continued to mould us into very fit and disciplined, team-minded individuals.We were then sent to HMS Vanguard (The last battleship) (Photo Left) at Portsmouth for seamanship training, and then onto to RM Eastney Barracks for the Kings Squad Passout.Here we were fitted up with our cherished and hard-won 'Green Berets,’ together with our individual deployments. Green Berets, at that time, could only be worn in the Commando Fighting Units.I was then sent to 'B' Troop,40 Commando (The Company system had not yet been started) and I joined the Unit in Cyprus in January 1959, who were on active service, fighting against the EOKA terrorists in the Troodos Mountains.If you’ve ever been there, you will know the very challenging terrain!We then left in May of that year to return to St Andrews Barracks in Malta, the home base.183

It was here that I volunteered to qualify as a Gemini (RIB) cox'n, which had just come into service. For me, this was a very exciting experience, working with submarines, long distance trials, and being attached to 6 SBS who were stationed St Andrews, Malta, at that time.I then thought that the Landing Craft Branch was well on the cards for me! However, I was saved in the nick of time by Sgt Eric Ridout (Troop Sgt and a PTI.) He had noticed when we were in Cyprus how well I could run up and down mountains with the Bren Gun and also my lightening agility in going to ground and finding a hole to jump into whenever a gunshot was heard! He strongly suggested that I get some tapes up and become a PT Instructor and that was the beginning of my PT Branch career - thank you Eric!Then, followed 23 years in the Corps/PT Branch in a typical career pattern, with a few oddities mixed in. A JCC, followed by a PT2s Course in 1961/62, more active service with 45 Commando in Aden 1963/64, and then back to the Depot RM for a short stint before being drafted to the PT staff of ITCRM (now CTCRM) with Terry Moran (RIP).It was in 1969 that volunteers were being called for, to fill two places that were offered to train as Remedial Gymnasts. Cliff McGaughey and I were selected for the year-long course with the Army and a full synopsis of this aspect is to be included in this PT Branch ”Memories” publication.'Chosin Troop’, for injured Recruits, was then set up successfully and in the early 1970s, I was selected to be part of a special four-man team (2xSBS, 1xPW, 1xPTI) to recce the possibility of setting up a 'clone' CTCRM training camp in Iran, as well as also selecting suitable ranks from the Iranian Navy/Marines to come to train in the UK as instructors. This, in all aspects, was very successful, with Dave Nicholson (RIP) being the first PTI to fill the Training Officer billet in that country.It was then back to 40 Cdo again, in 1972, to Singapore. However, this was cut short by me contracting some sort of an exotic virus of an unknown type. Consequently, I was sent to the British Medical Hospital, only to have another flat out and gibbering Irishman slung into the next bed to me, who was seriously ill, He was none other than fellow PTI, ‘Humph' Lingane. After a month of festering together we were Medivac'd home and back to the UK.1975/76 saw me as TQ/PTI on HMS Fearless. It was on this draft that I convinced my storeman,Tim Smith and RM ships diver, Steve Smith, to consider (as was suggested to me all those years ago!) to “get some tapes up and become PTIs".Both did ,and consequently were a credit to the branch. By 1979 was nearly 'time up' and I took the offer of a ‘5th Five’ in the Officers' Training Wing as Potential Officers Course SNCO, following on from another PTI, George ('Jock’) Malhan.And so on into civilian life after twenty-four years 'on the floor' in a PT vest. There are, of course, a thousand untold dits amongst the above, which is merely a small thumbnail sketch of my service. Perhaps, at the next PT Reunion, I will release a few of them!In summary, I end with a quote:"The opportunity is given to very few to experience the full physical potential of the human body" (Claudius Galen, Greek Philosopher and Physician to the Gladiators of Rome).Perhaps this quotation should resonate with us all– and also those who have passed through our hands!Arwyn Rees184

C/ SG T. ARWYN REES BEM – SOME MEMORABLE PHOTOS:THE TARZAN COURSE– HEALTH & SAFETY:Arwin Rees testing the ropes on the Tarzan Course at CTCRM when the Dockyard took overresponsibility for the safety issues of the course from the PT Branch, who were previously responsible for checking safety on the course.185CELEBRATING 26 YEARS SERVICE!(Left)The Officer’s Training Wing staff marked this very special occasion in the appropriate manner.Well done Arwyn – You are a real credit to the PT Branch!THE 250TH ENDURANCE COURSE:Arwyn had just completed his 250th Endurance Course as Potential Officers Course SNCO, when this photo was taken!He was also awarded and about to receive his BEM medal, just prior to Arwyn (who is Welsh) leaving the corps, after 26 years' service.The Officers Training Wing (OTW) saw Alwyn well on his way with a bugle fanfare, last sounded at the Investiture of The Prince of Wales – a fine way to end his remarkable service in the corps!

REMEDIAL GYMNAST – WHAT’S THAT?CLIFF McGAUGHEY.It all began for me on a rainy September evening in 1967. 41 Commando was true to form and was accompanied by the Bickleigh rain cloud.I was acting as assistant Unit PTI, using the Orderly Room phone trying to book a football pitch for an inter- company football match, when in walks the HQ Company Commander:“Hello Clubs- “Everything OK?” he asked, “Fine thank you Sir” I replied. The Major then went on “Oh, by the way, have you seen this DCI asking for volunteers for a Remedial Gymnast course?”I replied: “Sorry Sir, but Gymnastics was not my strong point on either my qualifying or requalifying courses.”He then went on to explain that it was similar to physiotherapy, was a one-year course attached tothe Army, (but a 3-year course for civilians) with a National Diploma awarded on successful completion, and that I appeared to meet the educational requirements. “That sounds very interesting - a whole year away from the Unit, I’d go for that Sir!” With my mind being fully occupied on finding a football pitch the conversation was then completely forgotten.One week before Christmas leave, I happened to be taking a troop for PT in the gym when my storeman rushes in to tell me that my presence was requested immediately by the Adjutant! I said that I would go as soon as the class had finished. It was then made clear that immediately meant right now!To say that I was concerned at this summons was an understatement and on my sprint to the Adjutant’s Office I went over the past week's activities, wondering what on earth I’d done to receive such a summons. Perhaps something had happened when I was duty Guard Commander, but I was sure that the RSM would have dealt with me. No this was something really serious, and I was becoming very, very, nervous, as I couldn’t think what it was!I was told to go straight to the Adjutant, who told me that I had the Remedial Gymnast (RG) courseif I still wanted it – as he was actually on the phone to Drafting at that very moment. I must admit to hesitating, as all sorts of questions were forming in my mind as I hadn’t actually volunteered for any courses! Also, the course was going to start, imminently, on the 1st January.He then very kindly said that, as I was married and my wife had given birth four weeks previously, perhaps I should go home and discuss it with my wife - but I needed to give him my answer within the hour! The next few days were quite hectic, as I had to have a medical; I had to sign on; be made up to Acting Sgt rank, and do a leaving routine, all while the unit was on run down week to Christmas leave!So, January 1st 1968, saw me sitting on the train and on my way to Chester and when stopping briefly at Exeter, I met Arwyn Rees, the other Candidate. We were both in the dark about what to expect, but both of us fairly confident that as we knew Army Pamphlet 8 (Anatomy & Physiology for PT Instructors) from cover to cover, so we shouldn’t have too much of a problem - how wrong we were!Arriving at the Army Rehabilitation Centre, Saighton Camp, the first few months saw us struggling to remember where every muscle of the body was attached, its origin and insertion and its action.Cliff McGaughey (centre back row) on his PT1 course at Deal in 1966.186

Every bone in the body had to be described in detail, explaining what every bump and notch was for. The route of all the various nerves and what they were responsible for, and medical conditions with totally unpronounceable names.We were at our desks at 0800 hrs and classes officially finished at 1700. However, we were expected to continue for ‘voluntary class’ which was supposed to be from 1800 to 1900, but nearly always lasted until 2100. After a few weeks we were let loose on the Army inmates and took part in the various class exercise sessions.After four months came the final exam as a Rehabilitation Instructor, which if passed would enable us to continue to the next phase to qualify as a Remedial Gymnast. Fortunately, we were all successful, and so we said goodbye to Chester and regrouped at the Royal Herbert Army Hospital Woolwich, under the care of the Army School of Physiotherapy. Here our studies continued, but things were much more interesting! Besides the fact that most of the students on the Physiotherapy course were young ladies and we were actually let loose on real patients!Included in the studies, was a visit to the Army College of Surgeons, with the physio students to attenda dissection of a cadaver. The procedure was that the body was covered except for the part that was being displayed which was the leg. All the students (wearing lab coats) were invited to gather round to observe more closely.The girls were a bit squeamish and hung back, but the lads enthusiastically crowded round. Only whenthe Tutor started asking rather searching questions as to what specific structures related to in the body did a certain amount of back peddling by the lads occur, which allowed the very knowledgeable girls to come to the fore. However, one of the lads had latched the little finger of the corpse into the pocket of one of the girls. The result nearly had us sent off the course, because as we stepped back to return to our seats, the hand and arm moved out from under the cover with the poor lass, who almost fainted!Our sojourn at Woolwich came to an end at the end of November, our next destination being to the School of Remedial Gymnastics and Recreational Therapy, at Wakefield, to sit our final civilian exams. Here we joined up with the third-year students for our final few weeks. The arrival at our accommodation was rather unsettling, as we were billeted quite a few miles from the hospital. It was rather late and very dark when we arrived at a very old Victorian mansion.As we alighted from the bus we found a reception committee awaiting us, some in pyjamas and others looking very odd. It was then explained it was a secure mental health establishment (known in those daysas a lunatic asylum!). For the rest of the stay, although in a different part, we all slept with our doors locked!At first, we were rather overawed by the apparent knowledge of our civilian students, but in reality, it was they who were seeking our advice, so our confidence grew over the last few weeks. Finally, the Examination week arrived, and as well as written exams we had to have practical exams and also vivas(oral tests one to one with the examiner.) It was reported that one wag, on being presented with a skeleton foot was asked to describe the arches. His reply (apparently) was “ It’s an everyday story of Country folk”.At first, we were rather overawed by the apparent knowledge of our civilian students, but in reality, it was they who were seeking our advice, so our confidence grew over the last few weeks, and we did well in the final exam week.Our year was over, and back to the Corps again. I was drafted to Deal and Arwyn returned to ITCRM (CTCRM). However, we could now include the initials ‘MSRG, Dip RG&RT’ after our names, should we so wish. It is poignant to note that this qualified the Army chaps to an increase in pay as it raised them to a Technical Grade whereas, after all of our hard work, we just had a mere Adqual! Nevertheless, we were the very first RM PTI’s to qualify as Remedial Gymnasts and that is something to be rather proud of.Cliff McGaughey.187

THE PARKER HALL EXERCISE REHABILITATION CENTRE CTCRMSGT RYAN CHERRY PT1 - EXERCISE REHABILITATION INSTRUCTOR (ERI)The Parker Hall assessment & treatment bays below the Mezzanine at CTCRM.Parker Hall was opened in 2012 and now plays a key role in the success of returning recruits and Young Officers back to training after injury. These amazing facilities, which look out over the Bottom Field and the Exe Estuary, allow the team of Exercise Rehabilitation Instructor’s (ERI’s) and Physiotherapists to deliver evidence-based rehabilitation to injured trainees using the latest technology and kit. Our Rehabilitation Team, as at the present time, comprises of the following staff :1 x Army Physiotherapist (Officer Commanding Rehabilitation, Maj RAMC) 2 x Physiotherapists (MOD Civilian)1 x C/Sgt PT1 Head of ERI Department and 6 x Cpl PT1/PT2 ERI1x Civilian Doctor (specialised in Sport & Exercise Medicine) for a weekly clinic in Medical CentreHunter Company, is a dedicated organisation for injured recruits, currently fluctuating at around140 recruits undergoing rehabilitation (approx. 25% of the training population). A separate cohort for Permanent Staff generally runs at 40+ all-ranks. Demand is high but we have consistent and commendable return to training outcomes, when compared to the wider Tri-Service provision.We are very lucky to have such a (relatively) large department and have come a long way from the Remedial Training days back in the 1970’s and 1980’s, where instructor numbers were significantly less, yet the number of injured trainees remained high.The evolution of our contemporary ERI started way back in the 1960’s where every 2 years, 1 x Sgt PT1 was sent to the Joint Service School of Remedial Gymnastics at the military Queen Elizabeth Hospital in Woolwich.Successful students then graduate with a Diploma in Remedial Gymnastics & Recreational Therapy, a state registered qualification, where practitioners would work in tandem with physiotherapists to deliver exercise therapy in hospitals and rehabilitation units.The role for our RM’s upon completion was then to administer and deliver Exercise Therapy at CTCRM, a two- year tenure, then back to a GD role. There was no rehab provision elsewhere in the Corps. They were administered by their host training companies, Portsmouth (Dieppe Troop) for Junior Marines andChatham (Chosin Troop) for adult trainees. There were three generic groups for rehab, Earlies, Inters and Lates, reflecting the stage of injury/recovery.188

Practical sessions were carried out in the Stone Gym on a cold concrete floor with poor lighting and heating. Kit and equipment were at a premium with whatever the RG could ‘razz’ from the PT Store. With ingenuity, much could be achieved with benches, mats, ash-poles, medicine balls and a cassette recorder for what was then popularly known as ’aerobics’.Once fully recovered, recruits would join Hunter Troop. Created in 1980, its purpose was to condition recruits appropriately for integration back in to main-stream training, including those that required extra tuition in military skills etc. From what I have gathered, procedures were ‘of their time’, but highly successful in outcome.In time, both Dieppe and Chosin Troops amalgamated to form Hunter Company, an all-encompassing organisation with full Executive staffing on the ‘green side’. The seeds were sown for further development and increase in staffing to keep pace with burgeoning health-care throughout the Armed Forces.The huge uplift in staffing levels over the years reflects the changing requirements of medical provision, in line with evidence-based ‘best practice’ and ‘duty of care’. When a Recruit or Young Officer is unfortunate enough to sustain an injury or illness in training, they are triaged in the Medical Centre.Once recovered from injury, Alpha testing is conducted to confirm functional capability, a series of physical tests that all must complete to be upgraded, regardless of what week of training they may have reached. Those in Phase 1 (weeks 1-15) are then eligible to return to training, wherever possible to the week they had attained prior to injury.Those in Phase 2 (weeks 16-32) progress to Bravo and Charlie, with focus upon more demanding periodisation. This package generally ranges from 4-8 weeks and consists of Bottom Field/Tarzan Course, Speed March, Endurance Course and, most importantly, a graded return to Yomping. These sessions are conducted each afternoon, along with Permanent Staff rehabilitation that also requires 2 ERI’s and Physiotherapy provision.Parker Hall is an exceptionally busy facility and Professional Practice is always in a state of flux, and we are consistently required to move with it. Collectively, we continue to work as a close-knit team and are proud of our heritage within the PT Branch, something that we truly believe has a positive impact on all our patients. Royal Marines look after each other!There are now dedicated ERI’s working within establishments and Units throughout the Corps to provide bespoke rehabilitation, thus providing an ever-evolving support network and platform for our current and future family. The ‘crossed clubs’ of the PT Branch remains highly visible indeed!Sgt. Ryan Cherry PT1 and Micky Chapman PTI and RG.(Photo Above): The RT Staff at CTCRM in 1989/1990). (Right): Rehabilitation in Parker Hall.189

A PTI (1971-1989) – 18 YEARS OF SHEER JOY!JOHN THATCHERMy journey towards becoming a Royal Marine PTI started at an early age. I attended a Secondary Modern School for Boys in Erith, North- West Kent.I was constantly in trouble at school, very quick tempered and ready to fight anyone and anything - until a former RAF Physical Trainer, turned PE Teacher, called Patrick St John Price took me under his wing.I started running cross country, played cricket, badminton, joined the gymnastics club, and became a trampolinist competing at all the county competitions with the rest of our team.Pat Price also made me his “PT storeman”, so I looked after all the kit, and then knuckled down to proper work and managed to even scrape 4 “O” levels. Thank you, Pat! I then joined the Corps on 5th September 1965.On the first Saturday morning in the New Intake Block we were asked who would like to play hockey at Coldblow (the Depot’s out of barracks sports field) and so I went along. At Coldblow, the PTI selecting teams was a certain Cpl John Farlie PTI, who after walking past me he turned back and said, “don’t I know you?” to which I replied, “Yes Cpl, we were at School together!”My sporting career started at Deal when I won the lightweight Depot novice boxing division before going to CTCRM, but recruit training forestalled any more boxing. Following training I then joined C Company, 40 Cdo, in June 1968. The Sgt Major was big “Tiny” Whitehead and soon after arriving called me in and informed me that I was joining the company boxing team! You did not argue with Tiny and I then reported to Cpl McPike PTI and Mne. “Nobby” Hall (later to become a Corps boxer and PTI).From there on I was in the unit boxing team under the careful Irish tuition of C/Sgt Mick Rutherford (RIP) the unit PTI. We won the FARELF Boxing championships for the next 2 years before I returned to UK at Deal. At Deal I was working in the pioneer section and then promoted to the dining hall as a DHA.I was hardly ever there in those heady appointments, as most of the time I was at Eastney with the Corps and Navy Boxing team under C/Sgt Derek “Ginge” Evans for the next two years. In those days of strong corps sports teams, I was just about living the life of a professional boxer - training 3 times a day and travelling all over the country in various matches by private coach! I was also playing badminton, started to play rugby at the Depot, water polo and continued with cross country running.Mixing with so many sportsmen it was a natural progression to then volunteer for a PT2’s course, which I started in August 1971, with Paul Cochrane, Dave Storey, Tommy Gunning,Mo Vaughan and Phil Lewis. Our Staff instructor was Tony Toms, and his number two was Willie Turnbull. Willie would start our PT Prac. sessions with shingle runs and then on return to the gym Tony would apply finishing exercises of grid sprints or shuttle runs! Our course was also one of the few early courses to learn the new “Initial Military Fitness” regime. No Swedish, instead the words of command were, “This position ready, this is the exercise, exercise commence.” Four of us passed out in December 1971. Mo and Phil did not make it, but Phil re-joined another course later.(Photo Left): A young John Thatcher and Jacques Hart in their early boxing days.190

191While on my PT2’s course the first PT Reunion was held at Deal involving much extra work. We also rehearsed displays on gymnastic equipment under Maurice Logue’s individual encouragement methods, which involved firm slaps across the midriff, but we managed because of the 3,000 sit ups per day under Tony Toms!The PT Wing Sgt. Major was Ken Wilson and he persuaded me to stay at Deal rather than move onto CTCRM in the usual manner. This I did and started work on the staff under the very watchful eye of Ted Kelland, until one sunny April Morning, when I was marched into the OCPTRM, who asked me what I knew about FEBE?. Smart Alec Thatcher replied, “Forward Edge of Battle Area Sir”. “No Cpl Thatcher, HMS Phoebe, the Leander class frigate” responded Capt. Simon Cook.So just four months after my PT2’s course I was sent to the wonderful world of being the club swinger on one of her majesty’s ships! I quickly learned that being a PTI on a ship meant you had to be the complete jack of all trades!During my two years on Phoebe, I played in every position in the ship’s rugby team except 2nd row, strange that! I gathered a tug of war team to compete in the highland games on a ship visit to Aberdeen and we lost every match! I became the technical adviser to the BBC “Warship” series on any physical and diving matters and also bulked up to 12 stone, spending a lot of time on the weights at sea. That all changed in 1974 when I joined 40 Cdo again, this time at Seaton Barracks in Plymouth. In 1976 I returned to the PT fold at CTCRM, where I had to relearn Swedish as the IMF regime did not last!My boxing career then moved on to coaching and officiating. I really enjoyed refereeing boxing at events all over the south-west at many different venues and met lots of great people.I then attended my PT1’s course back at Deal in 1977, the Queen’s Jubilee Year, so it was back to “out of syllabus activities” yet again with High Box display this time. Our course instructor was Fred Nolan. Keith Guyan, and I drove back and forth from Devon to Deal every weekend. For some reason Mick Robertson and Paddy McDowell always performed better on PT Prac. on Monday mornings! Keith left our course and came back on a later course.Then back to CTCRM helping my old mate Gordon Russell (RIP, a sad loss) with PT2’s courses before being drafted out to Salerno Company in Malta in 1978 to relieve the magnificent Mel Walker as the Unit PTI for the last 14 months.We left Malta in 1979 and I was looking forward to returning to CTCRM, buying a house and settling down with my young family in Exmouth. Not to be, as I was called in to CTCRM by Johnny Ellis AIPTRM for a meeting, only to be told that I was being drafted to HMS Temeraire, the RN School of PT to relieve Keith “Tug” Wilson.At Temeraire I took a PT2’s course and a PT1’s course. I was then relieved by Taff Savery and returned to CTCRM where I joined the PT School under John Kirtley taking courses through. CTCRM was not a place I ever stayed long at, as in late 1982 I was off to 45 Cdo in Arbroath. Having never skied and only ever been a 40 Cdo “jungle bunny” I found the novice course at 34 years of age, difficult to say the least. I relieved Len “legs” Scott as Unit PTI but was soon moved to Yankee Company as Sgt Major. Bungy Williams then had a pierhead jump to take over from me and he still blames me for that! This was a remarkably busy draft until I was moved back “down south” to RM Poole as the PT&SO where I had an incredibly good team with Gerry Swatton, Steve Crouden, Tiv Lowe and Rick Wallace amongst others.In 1987 I was passed for WO1 and took over as AIPTRM from the legendary Bill Howie. The last 2 years as AIPTRM working with Robin Martin the IPTRM, passed by in a flash. I had great support from PTI’s working all around the Corps in so many varied roles.

The very short two years that I spent as AIPTRM were so full on with so many marvellous experiences, meeting all members of the branch at that time and so many past members that would need another month to bore you all with lamp swinging and anecdotes!I reluctantly handed over the reins to the new AIPTRM, Judd Barker, and at my top table in the early evening, I was summoned from the Sgts Mess to the gym where there was another party going on!I managed a passable front somersault into the tank in half lovats and returned to the mess wearing shorts and tee shirt!We never finish in the branch. The friends we make during our short time stay with us. Unfortunately, my generation are getting to the stage of beginning to depart from us. I have been to too many funerals of late and the members of the branch who turn up from all over the country to pay their respects to those who have hopped over the last box is marvellous.John ThatcherPhoto above): Happy days! John Thatcher(Back Row, third from the left) on his PT2 Course at Deal in 1970. (Below Left): With the 40 Cdo Boxing team. (Below right): as AIPTRM in 1990.192

SPECIAL CTCRM MEMORIES (1979-1982):BY JAN PEARCE POPT RNAs a naval POPT serving in the PT Branch at CTCRM I have many memories of those years-most of them good. I believe the time I spent qualifying to wear a green beret to be possibly the most physically and mentally challenging thing I have every done, with the RN Field Gun competition a close second.One of the most enduring memories of this time is of myself and an Army officer crawling around in the mud flats of Lympstone shore with our rifles above our heads attempting to decide whose rifle really was the dirtiest! These moments notwithstanding, I eventually did qualify to wear the coveted Green Beret and did so with great pride. I was also present with the Commando Medal - one up to the Navy!Once I moved on to work in the PT branch, the dreaded 'tank' features highly in my memory.As a matelot working with all RM PTs, I was greatly outnumbered and soon realised if they decidedI needed to go for a dip, then token resistance was all that was required to save face as I was sure to lose the battle. I needed a change of rig many times as I climbed out and I have to say I never actually fell into the tank - well almost never!Swedish PT is another thing that was a challenge to me and my early attempts at teaching were a source of amusement to all of the other staff. There was never any shortage of volunteers to helpout in the gym for one of my classes! I must have mastered it to a degree though, because I was one of a team who went up to London to appear on “The Generation Game”, which featured contestants joining in a Swedish PT session.Many of the memories I have of the overnight stay are best not put into print, but a still-serving-and now-senior member of the corps left his room during the night to go to the loo, the door closed behind him, and his roommate could not be woken. He eventually gained entry to his room and a bit of plimsoll whitener hid the damage to the door! I am sure anyone who was there remembers well, but ‘no names - no pack drill!’The Sergeants Mess panto is yet another thing I will always remember. The corps de ballet, of which I was a member, is something never to be forgotten and the Swan Lake performance of the final night was one marathon also never to be forgotten. Whoever was controlling the music that night had forgotten how to switch it off!The first ever London Marathon was another experience that I had while serving at Lympstone along with a team of RM PTI’s. I vividly recall sitting down that night to see if the TV cameras had filmed any of our team and seeing, on several occasions, my family who had travelled up to support us, but not even one glimpse of the rest of us!We also enjoyed many a 'good evening' in the Sergeants Mess. My social life has never been the same since I left!I am pleased to say, however, that some of the most enduring friendships that my wife Jen and I have, date back to my time served at Lympstone.A special mention must go to RSM Jack French for his method of obtaining copious amounts of Port from unsuspecting matelots at mess functions - I am still trying to work out the mess rules!Derek Pearce.CTCRM PT BRANCH LONDON MARATHON TEAM 1982Jan (Derek) Pearce POPT, is in the back row, third from the left. All finished successfully.193

PHYSICAL TRAINING IN THE ROYAL NAVY:From the days of Victorian sailing ships, through two World Wars and up to the present time, the Royal Navy Physical Training Branch produced hundreds of highly qualified Physical Training Instructors (photo: bottom right) as well as a similar number of sports coaches and officials. As a result, in the period following the Second World war, Sport and Recreation flourished in the Royal Navy.Throughout its long history sporting activity had long been recognised as an important part of naval life, keeping up good spirits and morale, both onboard and ashore.Cutlass drill in the 1880s – note the bare feet, still normal at this time.A Naval Brigade quelling rioting in Alexandria in 1882. Much of the Royal Navy’s active service in this era consisted of interventions onshore.(Above): Vaulting on the deck of HMS Revenge. (Below): The Royal Navy School of Physical Training at Pitt Street.An RN PTI Course at HMS Temeraire194

THE RN SCHOOL OF PHYSICAL TRAINING AT PITT STREET:During the late Victorian period, naval seamanship training establishments started to move from ship hulks at anchor to shore establishments. In 1910 the Royal Navy decided that every recruit should be able to swim and the baths at Pitt Street, Portsmouth, were built, along with a gymnasium, and this was called the Royal Naval School of Physical Training. The RN PT School had very high standards for their qualifiers, who were invariably instructed by selected Staff Instructors from the Royal Marines. Royal Navy in tradition of course, the PT School was very well run and had a proud history of producing many outstanding RN PTI’s in much the same way as we did in our own PT School at Deal.Some selected Royal Marines Staff PTI’s would also be seconded to RN School of PT (HMS Temeraire) to help maintain the very high standards. Other RM visitors were always treated with great respect and the Navy PTI’s would always make a a special effort to welcome visitors in their dressing-room with a cup of coffee and a friendly chat – far removed from the CTCRM PTI’s typical welcome of “Tanking” fully-clothed. Unsurprisingly, there are few visitors! Many Royal Marines PTI’s, attended one of the many athletics, swimming, or other sports coaching courses that were always on offer at Pitt Street and held regularly. However, even those on a short one, or two, week sports course experienced the same daily 08.00 form-up in the gymnasium. This invariably included an address, a short prayer, or hymn, and then some form of physical activity to start the day – and then off to your course.After many years of fine history and very high PTI standards, the RN School of PT at Pitt Street was sadly closed down in June 1988 and moved to a new sports complex (The new HMS Temeraire) in Burnaby Road where it remains to this day.(Above): The RNSPT swimming pool at Pitt StreetThe POPT1 Course at The RN School of PT – Oct. 1982The POPT1 Course at The RN School of PT – Oct. 1982195

THE PHYSICAL TRAINING INSTRUCTOR VS. MILITARY ROLE:ARCHIE HOUSTONIt is amazing that 150 years have passed since our Branch was first formed. Many PT Branch legends have come and gone through the years, leaving a proud and lasting legacy for others to follow.Looking back at my service, during a comparatively short period in the Corps (1965-72), I now realise that the majority of my time was spent in roles, other than that of a PTI.I thoroughly enjoyed being in an environment which brought out the best leadership qualities and military expertise, something that I attempted to put into practice both in the Corps and in my later career in the Police. Shooting straight was also an important military skill!CTCRM – The Unit Shoot, 1970:Often considered to be the domain of the Weapon Training Branch, we had within the PT Branch,a number of our own who were actively involved in full-bore shooting competitions either within their respective Units, or Corps. For example, Paddy Crompton, better known for his status in Corps Judo, was an active shooter and competed at Bisley later on in his career.Having competed in a couple of unit shoots over the years, I was approached by Paddy, who intimated that he was putting together a four-man team from the Imperial PT Staff, to compete in the forthcoming unit shoot and was I interested?He clarified that he was focused on only two of the disciplines, where he felt that we could do wellin namely, ‘Beat The Butts’ and ‘Fallen Plates’. These were disciplines, that depended principally uponspeed as well as accuracy. He had also approached Arwyn (Taff) Rees and Gordon Russell who had both agreed. I also jumped at the chance.We all got together at Straight Point Ranges and commenced the process of zeroing our rifles and practicing the two competitions we had entered. I have to say at this stage, Gordon Russell exuded total belief in our chances. Ever the joker, he began rehearsing a number of comments he would use against fellow competitors, particularly PW’s!2 Troop, ‘X’ Company, 45 Commando RM, at Habalayn in Aden in 1966.Archie Houston is third from the right between the GPMG’s.196

197Cometh the Hour Cometh the Men!The big day arrived, and we assembled at the range. The attitude of our team was good, and we werein a fairly confident mode. We finalised our agreed tactics and familiarised ourselves again, on how we were all going to approach each practice. Surprisingly, the opposition as it transpired, were not necessary PW’s.The two events went extremely well for our team, and we were able to stick to our plan of action and agreed objectives. On the completion of the two competitions, we emerged as the winners of both! I would concur that our speed, fitness and breathing control when firing, were all positive attributes, as well as being all reasonable marksmen.Our team Captain, Paddy Crompton was very pleased at our success. Big Gordon had a field day when it was all over with his witty comments and the PWs actually took it very well and in good grace!Military Service – PTI Role Models:I completed drafts to two Commando Units, firstly 45 Commando in Aden between 1966-1967 and also 40 Commando between 1970-71, then based in Singapore. In both of these Units, I served with several PTI’s who demonstrated great leadership qualities, as well as having a very good knowledge of military skills, well equal to those with military specialist background.Their great attitudes and demeanour rubbed off in me and I attempted to follow their examples as best I could. Furthermore, many PTI’s who I had personally served with, would later become involved in the Northern Ireland conflict, as well as the Falklands War. They would also go on to distinguish themselves in their role as leaders, during both operations.Wadi Taym (Radfan Mountains)My active service experience of PTI’s in action was in an operational area in the Radfan mountainsin Aden, where during a two-month period in 1966, ‘X’ Company Group, was involved in a number of operations targeting a local dissident group called ‘The Bana Gang’. This particular group were responsible for mounting repetitive and consistent attacks on the main camp by rocket and machine gun fire.They operated from a tribal area not far from our main base camp located at Habalayn. We were engaged in recce patrol activity during the day and slept in ‘Sangers’ built with large rocks found in the area. We came under fire regularly, mainly at night on a regular basis. At the conclusion of the operations, intelligence reports intimated that with our returning fire we had taken out a substantial number of the gang.In recognition of their outstanding contribution in the operations; One Military Cross (MC) and three Military Medals (MM) were awarded to the Company Commander and NCOs of our Heavy Weapons Section and Royal Artillery Support, who were part of the Company Group.The awards were the most ever to be presented during the period historians would describe in the ‘London Gazette’, as ‘Britain’s Small Wars’. I hope that this short illustration demonstrates that even in the 1960’s/1970’s PTI’s were not only highly skilled in PT duties but were well able to hold their own in the operational field!Archie Houston

MY LIFE EXPERIENCES IN THE CORPS - BEFORE, DURING & AFTER BILL (WILLIE) TURNBULL BEFORE JOINING THE CORPS;I attended Hirst East Modern School in Ashington, Northumberland, from 1952 – 1956.A good runner, in 1956 I competed in the Northumberland Schools Athletic Championships at the 880 yds.This led to being selected for the All-England Schools Championships in Southampton - the first time that I had ever been out of Northumberland! However, my joy was short-lived as I could only finish in a disappointing 4th place!Besides running and cycling, my other sporting interest was football, playing for my local YMCA. During one football match we got beat 17-0! However, because I played so well the opposing Cambois Team Manager asked if I would like to play for them instead? I accepted immediately as they were attracting scouts for Professional Leagues at some of their games. To my disappointment, I was never approached by a scout, perhaps because I was only five feet, six inches and weighed only 135lbs!Following the Groundman's job, I was asked by a family friend if I would like to work for him. He had a smallholding and raised pigs and chickens. An additional source of income to him was gathering sea coal from the local beaches and then selling it to be burnt as fuel at the local Power Station.We would work at all hours and lift 30 - 40 Tons of Sea Coal from the beach, depending upon the high tide! This hard physical work gave me a real appreciation of hard graft and greatly increased my fitness levels, prior to enlisting into the Royal Marines in 1960.DURING THE CORPS:I enlisted in the Royal Marines in February 1960 and arrived at Deal to be met by a large burly man shouting loudly at us - he seemed ever so angry!I think that, at 17 years and 7 months, I was one of the youngest in 739 Squad,. My Squad PTI was Billie Neilson, a wonderful man and exceptionally good PTI. (Rest in Peace, Bill) For me, the physical part of training was quite easy, as was the Drill and Weapons Training. I must have impressed the Training Team, because they selected me to be my squad No. 1 Diamond!While at Deal, I competed in the Corps Athletic Championships, and also competed in the NORE Championships at Chatham - and won at both venues! 739 Squad completed training in early November 1960, and I was given my first Draft – to 42 Cdo RM, based in Singapore.I was allocated to X Troop and Paddy Ashdown (ex-SBS) was my Troop Officer.42 Cdo RM gave me the opportunity to evaluate the merits of what the PW Branch had to offer compared to the PT Branch. Before the end of my tour, I had finally made up my mind to pursue a career as a PTI.My next Draft was to 41 Cdo, based in Bickleigh, to await a JNCO course at CTCRM. Having then passed the JNCO course, I was then transferred to RM Deal, doing Provost Duties until the PT2 course started in May 1963. Martin Joyce was my PT2 Course Instructor, a great Instructor and very passionate about the PT Branch! I am extremely thankful for his great knowledge and wisdom that he passed on to us during the PT2 course.Bill Turnbull (Left) at the 2019 RMA PT Branch Reunion with John Ellis, Johnny Bickford & Keith (Tug) Wilson.198

PT BRANCH HUMOUR:I particularly remember one incident during our course in No1 Gym when the PT Wing took delivery of a new piece of apparatus - The Vaulting Table. At the time, another PT2 Course had also started and both courses were under instruction from Martin. The PT Table was then assembled, under Martin’s guidance, and made ready for use. The first guy in line to vault was John Ellis (Former AIPTRM).JE starts running at full pelt, hits the Trampet and then smacked his full body into the PT Table platform, doing a sort of half backward somersault and then landing in a heap underneath the table, motionless! We thought he had killed himself, until he eventually started to quietly groan quietly and then, very slowly, got to his feet!Martin was somewhat alarmed at this stage, so he decided to attempt to at least get on top of the table. When he finally succeeded, his comment was, “Christ, that is High!”, at which point he decided to lower the Legs - oh for the joy of being a PTI!In May 1976, while serving at the PT School, Deal, I was interviewed and selected for an exchange duty at the USMC Officer Candidates School, in Quantico, Virginia. After arriving at Quantico, what struck me as being odd was the fact that the USMC does not have any Marines who are qualified PTI Instructors, at any of their Recruit Depots, or Bases, throughout the USA.For RM PTI’s to have a leading role in educating and training their future Officers, compiling Physical Exercise routines was an honour and a privilege. 2022 will mark the 50th anniversary of the first RM PTI, Maurice Logue, to be selected for this appointment. AFTER THE CORPS:Having served for two years on exchange at the USMC Officer Candidates School, we were quite comfortable about going back as a Civilian and settling into American Society, where we still remain.To my best knowledge, following such an experience, at least 7 former PTI’s, including myself, have also emigrated to the USA in recent years and have settled into American society, where we now remain – except for our occasional trips to the UK to attend the PT Branch Reunions!However, I am now retired and free to travel whenever and wherever, we want. In conclusion, my advice to readers of this article is do your best whilst serving in our fine corps, but, when you finally leave the corps, never be afraid to tackle something out of your comfort zone!Willie Turnbull.“- Not that low, Cpl Ellis!”Bill & his wife Janet, talking to a USMC Officer in Quantico, Virginia.Bill was highly thought of at OCS and he built many demanding outdoor physical training courses and programmes.199

MY FONDEST MEMORIES OF THE PT BRANCHBY GORDON (GAM) EATON:I was born in Waterford, Ireland in 1942,and then brought to Torquay at about 1945/6. Primary & Grammar schools in Torquay, and then the family moved to Dartmouth when I was 16. I was persuaded to get a “proper job” in accounting, which lasted for just 6 months.However, I decided that it was the military for me and was persuaded to try the RN by my father, who was in the Merchant Navy in WW2.I contacted the Plymouth recruiting office and attended to try and find out about my future. I believe that fortune played a part that day, as on duty was a RM Sgt. I told him that I was interested in a career in the Navy.In short, he asked me if I really wanted to look like a Matelot or a Royal Marine, showing me photos of them in dress uniform - decision made!I joined in 1959 and took the usual course in those days, Deal, Pompey, (HMS Vanguard), Poole thenof course, Lympstone. Pass out then 45 Cdo in Aden. We sailed on SS Nevasa an elderly Troop ship which was a fairly bad experience! Aden was a good introduction to Commando life, with 3 months tours to Dhala in the north on the Yemen border, and a trip to Kuwait, via Bahrain, when Iraq threatened to invade the former. In Echo Troop I served with Ernie Monks and Buck Stewart who were both PTIs.45 Cdo done, it was then back to Lympstone for a Junior Command Course and then to 43 Cdo at Stonehouse Barracks in Plymouth. There was a stint of climbing the cliffs in Cornwall before a cliff assault show at Earls Court in London and later the Lord Mayor's Show, plus Remembrance Day at the Cenotaph. Some exercises in Norway and Normandy and then on to 41 Cdo. in Bickleigh after a Senior Command Course.The most memorable occasion there was when about 10 of us volunteered for an experiment at Porton Down, the highly secret Chemical Warfare centre near Salisbury. Here we took part in many tests before receiving a dose of LSD. We then carried out an exercise, a repeat of one we had performed previously without the drug and the difference was amazing! It had been thought the drug could be used in riot control, but after our response this plan was ditched. Later we had the honour of lining the route at Sir Winston Churchill’s funeral.The next draft was on HMS Tartar in the West Indies in 1963/4. Our duties were to prevent the use of British islands there being used by (a) refugees from Cuba, (b) Castro’s boys chasing (a) and (c) CIA trained raiders of Cuba. We caught several of these and took them to Nassau where they wereprosecuted. HMS Tartar was renamed the Grey Funnel Line, as we caught the same guys again and again! Onboard, I got to be a pal of PTI Bryn Slaney, and this formed the basis of my choice of branch.In that year the Corps celebrated it's tercentenary and it was decided to have a Marine from each foreign posting represented at the celebration - there are various theories about why I was selected! So then off to Pompey again, lots of drill, then on to London. A major parade in the grounds of Buckingham Palace and some social affairs, one of which had the late Captain General enjoying a drink with the boys!Gam Eaton (Left) With fellow PTI Bryn Slaney,in the West Indies in 1963.Photo (Left): SS Nevasa.Photo (Right): Gam (Left, Front row) in 45 Commando in 1961.200

Then back to 41 Commando at Bickleigh and then on to my PT2’s course. Our Staff Instructor was Maurice (Stumpy) Logue, a terrific guy! A great character, fit, tough, demanding and very funny. As all our readers know, hard hard work but remarkably rewarding. Lots of fun on the course and ashore, some of this not for publication!Then on to CTCRM - a terrific bunch of lads, some amazing characters and all great at their job.I made some great friends there. We worked hard and played hard. Lots to be told of my time there, but too much to include in this short article. The most amazing thing was my "world record“!This would have been in the late spring, or early summer, of 1967/1978, and it was a YO’s ropes passout.Myself and Cpl. Ray Griffiths, were sent to the platform at the top of the "Death Slide“ to dispatch the YO’s. All went smoothly and soon we were done. The Lt. in charge of the YO’s called up to us "OK Clubs let's have some funnies" I called down to him, "The rope's too slow" He then shouted: "I never thought I would witness Clubswingers chicken out!" I said to Ray, "F*** him, if we do a "Double“ go right to the back of the platform and sprint we'll get down."We went to the back, and I said “go!” We sprinted along the platform, and I leapt out on my own. Griff had dropped into the safety net. I was very lucky in that I bounced off the old corrugated tin shed that the toggles were stored in! After this, my luck improved, all the Staff PTI’s saw my problem and swiftly acted as stand ins and put me down reasonably gently by the back door of the Sick Bay! (Photo Left: Award from Arwyn Rees for the “Death Slide Jump!”)Griff was swiftly there and said that he was sorry’ but he had thought I was going to chicken out. Minor injuries, a broken finger, a dislocated finger, my teeth through my upper lip and several bruises. That evening most of the Lympstone PT changing room turned up at the back window of the Sick Bay and several beers got through the window!I had originally signed up for 9 years and now I wanted to carry on for pension as despite my "World Record " attempt, this was the best life that I could ever have! Unfortunately, my first wife bullied, threatened and used every reason under the sun get me to leave the corps after just 9 years.My last serving memory was at the farewell PU for me leaving the PT Branch and the Corps, which was shared by the late Cliff Watts who was leaving the Branch to go S.D. (he made Captain RM). We were both pretty hammered and both very emotional in that we were both in tears, leaving what was so dear to us.I left the corps, then met Barbara who is still with me after nearly 50 years! I have had a fairly successful run in civvy street and have a great family. In summary, thank you for my time in the Corps - but especially for my time in the PT Branch.Gordon (Gam) Eaton.The PT Staff at CTCRM in 1967/8Gordon on his PT2 Course at Deal.201

A FULL LIFE IN THE CORPS & BEYOND!MIKE EURIDGE.In writing this article, it has made me realise that I have actually been out of the Corps almost twice as long as I served, a daunting fact! However, it has been good to realise just what my life, my family and all those I that have been associated with has been worth to me, so here we go!I was born in Yeovil, Somerset on 8th October 1941, son of Royal Marines Sergeant Reginal Charles Euridge and a farmer’s daughter, Kathleen Hilda Veasey. I was to be the eldest of nine children, six boys and three girls - with only eighteen months to two years between each one - you might say “fertile”in those days. Interestingly, all nine children are still alive and kicking!I think being of such a large family is what might have stimulated the competitive nature that all the children still have to this day as well as getting your fair share at the meal table – and sheer survival!My first realisation what my father did was when as a family we accompanied him to his posting to Malta and that was like two and half years of holiday in that climate. I saw little of my dad as he always seemed to be in North Africa!Life went on and the family got bigger, and we returned to the UK with dad to his new posting at CTCRM and we took up residence in a large family home in Dawlish Warren. Our schooling was in Dawlish, with a train journey - or a long walk along the sea wall if you missed it!At Secondary school I was very much involved in most sport and my mind was set on going to St Luke’s College and becoming a P.E. Teacher, so college at Exeter it was. I met my wife during this period,and we married four years later!However, my plans were thwarted by my father being tragically killed in a road accident when riding his scooter near Starcross on the 23rd December 1958. The whole family all under eighteen were relocated into a council house in Dawlish. I left college and got a seasonal summer job for the money. I then joined the Corps in September 1959 and joined the 729 Squad at Deal.Part One Recruit training at Deal for me was a most enjoyable challenge, with the exception of getting a septic knee and being back trooped into the 730 Squad (I thought this was the end of the world for me!) However, I excelled at training challenges and was awarded the 1st Diamond Position on transferring to CTCRM for Part 2 Training.This period, along with Commando Training, was one of the highlights of my life. I thrived on the physical and mental requirements to become a Royal Marine Commando - so much so, that I broke all the individual physical tests for the Tarzan Course, Endurance Course and the 30-Miler! This resulted in me completing training as the King’s Badgeman of the 730 Squad. The family were so proud that I had followed in my father’s footsteps.After three-month period as the King’s Squad Drill Display Team, my career as a Royal Marine really began, with a draft to 45 Cdo in Aden, which coincidently started with forming the main part of a drill squad for the Commando Open Day Celebrations!In Oct. 1960, on joining 45 Cdo. I was promoted to Acting Corporal and given a Section to lead! In Dec. 1960, I was then sent to Malta for a Junior Command Course and on completion returned to CTCRM for Officer Selection Board - an unsuccessful attempt!In June 1961 I was posted to CTCRM, promoted to Full Corporal and appointed to a Recruit Training Team. During this period, I managed to avoid nominations for Drill, PWI Instructors Course in my pursuit to become a PTI!202

In June 1962, I was posted to HMS Tartar, a new Tribal Class Frigate, to take up station in the Persian Gulf. Later, the station was changed to the West Indies. In December of that year, I married to my soulmate, Jillian Anne Bright, and we are still together 60 years later!In March 1963 I was promoted to Sergeant and the following month the Ships Detachment Sgt. Major was taken ill and flown home and I replaced him for the remainder of the commission.In Sept. 1964 I left HMS Tartar and joined the Depot Deal for my PT2’s Course with QMS Bill Sykes as the SPTI and passed in February 1965, with Distinction (N.B. that Terry Harrison was also on that Course!). I remained at the Depot and in November of 1965 started my PT1 course with none other than Martin Joyce as the SPTI! I was then highly recommended for a Staff PTI Course.I then spent the next two years conducting the training of Physical Training Instructors and I was also introduced to competitive Artistic Gymnastics. This became the passion of my life until this very day!Vic Harris, David Ollivant, Bob Bell, Andy Cameron were to sow the seeds that have inspired me ever since, particularly later in my civilian life. In 1968 I became the Corps and Royal Navy Gymnastics Champion. Coupled with this, our two daughters Susan and Tanya were born!Later, in Sept. 1969, I was drafted to Singapore to serve with 40 Cdo. as a Troop Sergeant and chose for my family to remain in the UK. The following year I was promoted to Colour Sergeant and appointed CQMS to A Company, later moving to HQ Company.In Sept. 1972, I was then promoted to Company Sergeant Major and returned to CTCRM for a short spell at NCOTW, then a Draft to RMR City of London as Unit Sergeant Major. That year our son, Nicholas, was born – the result of two weeks leave from Singapore!A year later I was drafted to 41 Cdo RM in Malta, accompanied by my family of three children, and appointed as Company Sergeant major of Echo Company, later moving to HQ Company.(Photo Above): The Corps Gymnastic Team at Deal. Mike Euridge is in the front row, second from the right.203

In June 1975 I was then promoted to Regimental sergeant Major and posted to CTCRM as the NCOTW RSM responsible for SD, RSM and CQMS Training and all promotion Courses. This was followed by a draft to 42 Cdo. in Bickleigh as the Unit RSM, serving in Norway and Northern Ireland.In July 1979 I was nominated to attend the SD Commissioning Board but declined, having decided a career change and I opted to be discharged on pension, having spent my last two years at CTCRM as the RSM of Leadership School & NCO’s Wing.Finally In July 1981 I left the corps and was discharged to terminal Leave and so began civilian life asa Leisure Centre Manager at Seaton in East Devon and also became the Head Gymnastics Coach of the Hawkes Gymnastics Club, as well as coach to the Junior British Champion, who was also located at the Club!As well as my building my business skills, I also improved my gymnastic coaching level and developed a programme within the club to encourage new coaches and officials to qualify and support the growth of the club, having already the South-West Regional Coach, as well as taking on the South- West Chairman’s duties and developed a comprehensive competition structure, which then proved quite capable of challenging the best regions in the country!This personal involvement developed into attendance at National Squad Training and Holiday Camps all over the Country and by organising inter-club training sessions with invited foreign coaches and their gymnasts. Exeter Gym Club then grew rapidly with this policy, as did the South-West Region and we started to lead the way!I was awarded the British Gymnastics Master Coach along with Life Honorary Membership of the Association for my services to gymnastics. I also extend my duties to Coach Education across the South-West Region.The Exeter Gym Club has now grown enormously in membership, with a versatile and varied programme that is designed to encourage the members to enjoy the values of participation in the sport of Artistic Gymnastics.I think that you could say that I have had a full and varied life, starting in the corps and our fine PT Branch and then later in civvy street. When I have the time to reflect ( I am also now full-time carer to my dear wife Jill, who sadly has Alzheimer’s Disease) I consider myself very lucky to have done so well.I guess it all started when I passed the commando course and then went on to greater things. However, it was the fine PTI’s and gymnasts of the Royal Marines who were my main inspiration throughout and thank you to the PT Branch.Mike Euridge.204

HALF ON... HALF OFF? DON PEARSON (PT2 COURSE 2/81)Having worked tirelessly for many a painful hour under the watchful eye of my coach, Micky Chapman, and endured endless taunting and lack of appreciation from the balcony experts, I had finally reached the day of reckoning - the PT2 Gymnastics Exam!There were, however, one or two problems - the main one being that my most impressive movement was something slightly less complex than a forward roll!Micky Chapman, therefore, went into the first stages of hair-loss trying to come up with an achievable voluntary vault for me to do, which would not only keep me on the course, but also enable me to survive without the need of a hospital bed!Mick showed me the move; I sort of tried it as he 'stood in’ for me (or should I say lifted me over the box) and I grew in confidence. We decided that with Mick standing in to push me in the right direction, I might just crack the vault and impress the judges on the big day.As that day grew closer, Mick spent more and more time fine tuning his protégé and they spent hours discussing the finer points of gymnastics... Dondo to Mick: “Mick, what's this vault called?"Mick to Dondo: “Russian Gobbledegook". (Dondo does not understand....) Dondo: "What was that again?“ Mick: “Don't worry, I'll tell you on the day, but it's basically a half on, half off". Dondo: "Yeah, okay, half on, half off, got it!"The big day arrived, and Mick Chapman goes sick! (and who could blame him for that?) Gordon Russell, our Course Instructor, acts as stand in, does not know the vault, has never seen it, never heard of it and does not realise my potential!The judges wait in anticipation as Dondo steps onto the floor - was that a snigger from the bench holding the Quals Course? Surely not. Silence... then with hand raised Dondo mutters the immortal words: “Corporal Pearson, half on, half off".He sprints -- face contorted, muscles tensed -- and leaps towards the box... Gordon has not read the script and does not know how to stand in for such a complex vault as this - and the result can only be described as carnage!When Dondo has picked himself up off the floor and Gordon has regained his composure, an eerie silence descends upon the arena only to be broken by the voice of a stony-faced judge saying 'Well, Corporal Pearson, which half was that then?"There was no doubting the sniggers coming from the bench this time! (thanks, Chunky!) The witty judge was either Mel Walker, or Pete Brown – I was too flustered to realise who at the time!Other members of the Course were: Chunky Philp, Peter Whitehead, Billy Saunderson, Rick Bake, Dicky Bright and Henry Cooper.Thankfully, I somehow passed!Don Pearson.(Photo left): The PT2 Course 2/81, with Don (‘Dondo’) Pearson in the back row on the right.205

MEMORIES FROM A FORMER LIFE- NEVER TO BE FORGOTTEN:MEL WALKERThe one great thing about the PT Branch is simply the people it is made up of, the expectation, the self-imposed rule of standards and the sheer fun attitude - when in doubt, laugh!Individually, you just have not lived unless you have done a double period of kinetics (lifting techniques) on a Saturday morning, crushed in a ITCRM brick hut with a squad of recruits and Bill Nixon doing the demos 'Max Wall' style. Now that is comedy!Morris Logue, standing in at gymnastics – “Oops, butter fingers-speak to me Corporal!”Struggling to get that handspring so that you landed on your feet and not your arse as a Qual- and in walks the PT Wing Sgt Major, Pat Maxwell, straight from CO's parade in his blues and executes it perfectly without even taking off his cap, continuing to walk in the direction of his office without even breaking step -mutter, mutter, mutter!The sheer elegance of Del Sheriff on the Parallel Bars. The power and strength on the floor work and the quiet perfection of Roy Hinds in everything he did. The impish brilliance of Tansy Lee.A normal day renewing the ropes of the Tarzan course at Deal took a turn for the better when Bob Gibson's dog ran around the circle of PTIs sat having a stand easy wet and stopped and pe-ed up the back of the only matelot PTI present. Good trick Bob!!We all admire the world best military band service and quite rightly so, but the massed bandsgot in bit of a muddle while rehearsing for Horse Guards in 1964, on the back playing field at Deal. Morris Logue ran out of the rear gym changing room armed with a bow and arrow, fired the arrow up into the sky in the direction of the 400 bandsmen -- shouting 'I hate bandies!"PTIs inspections were fraught with challenge and fear, none less so than when Major Marsden (‘God’) - yes, that man kept adding vaulting boxes for the staff to clear. Until Bill Neilson(5-foot nothing) disappeared between the fourth and fifth box, but his legs kept going. He did recover but made a mess on the polish lino outside the OC's office.In these days of noise abatement, the sound of Andy Higginson's hamstring going during a match on the top field at Lympstone will be long remembered by those who heard it - not funny, ouch!The smooth rippling torso of Gordon Offer Hoare, the sheer power and mass of Ted Kelland (heavily 'scented' feet too), the speed and power of George Watts in full flow, the sheer 'beauty’ of Tony Toms and who could forget Lenny 'the legs' Scott, unless of course you knew Jan Chorley!A double header must go to Eric Coxon, last seen celebrating his 50th birthday by disappearing below the waves of the tank escorted by a cart, or was it attached? Chris Young did the honours and jumped in and got the cart off Eric's back. What was a more fitting farewell for Eric, on his departure from the Corps, than an evening's party in the tank (empty this time), even the Commandant attended, intrigued by PT humour yet again.(Photo Left): WO2 Mel Walker (Front Row, 2nd. from the right) with PT2 Course 2/81.206

207A casual sarcastic comment by CTCRM Commandant, one Christmas, resulted in the RSM and the Commandant making a run for it from the Gym, hotly pursued by the whole PT staff who kept a diplomatic distance to the rear, but made lots of noise, like “tank, tank, tank!” - big smiles all round.Of course, playing any game against Tony Higgins is always a chancy thing, but golf over the rough ground by the ranges in St Andrews Barracks, Malta, would see Tony disappear from sight ina crater and a perfectly pitched ball come out. He couldn't have thrown it better!Skittle football has been a long-standing favourite with the staff, and no one doubted Bill Howie's prowess at the game generally. It was skittle down and ‘in the tank’ and Bill was one of the very few still dry, until my 9-year-old son played a ‘beaut' of a wall pass on him and axed his skittle.A distraught Bill leapt into the tank complete with small boy. That small boy, now 34, has never forgotten the game, the tank, the Staff or The Bill Howie!A double period on the Tarzan course could be drudgery during the cold, wet, winter periods but taking shelter in the sick bay doorway and a constant barrage of jokes from Johnnie Bickford would lift the spirits of everybody.The "Tarzan Course Demolition Gang” struck one day while waiting for a troop to arrive. Gam Eaton and Ray Griffiths proved their weights were not as compatible as they at first thought, when they tried to come down the 'death slide' together on one toggle.A trapped finger caused one to let go, plummeting towards the safety net only to be ejected on the arrival of the other heavy person. The tin shed below just didn't stand a chance on the arrival of the falling body! A broken finger and some cuts - and 'counselling' from the staff was the result.All-Arms Commando course, a little Pakistani hanging between the monkey crawl by his elbows and ankles shouting: "Corporal Sergeant Sir, my body is falling!“Dave Jarman climbs halfway up the tree ladder by the regain on the Tarzan course and shoulder charges a sergeant hanging upside down over the edge of the net and knocks his back onto the net as he let go, never boring – but a good health and safety issue though!An Irish traditional singsong was commonplace on staff runs with Ted Kelland and his guitar: 'Old Rosin the Bow', 'Black Velvet Band' and many others would create a great atmosphere in The Ship, cheered on by Frank. (This was before Ireland was to become a summer vacation for many of us too regularly.) Those 'Hi Ho's' played merry hell with your knees as we departed the pub and up the street making like a dwarf. I believe the local students put washing powder in the fountain these days - stupid idiots!The boundless energy and enthusiasm of Tug Wilson will never be forgotten by those who knew him – those staring, wild eyes brought dread and fear to anyone who upset him but a real PTI!As a Qual" the carrying of some ridiculously heavy and large object was standard practice especially if you had Gordon Russell as your SPTI.The departure of the SPTI’s badge is indeed a great loss. Except for a couple or three instances, the recipients were indeed the very best the PT Branch and the Corps could provide and, quite rightly, put us apart from the rest.Talking of real SPTI’s, if you had an immaculately-dressed, rigid-backed, chin-in, eyes deeply- focused, hair-slicked-down person watching training in your gym, then you had no cause for concern - that was Sticks Burrows - the best!Mel Walker.

– BUT THAT’S ANOTHER STORY!FORMER C/SGT (SPTI) CLIVE (STYX!) BURROWS. BEM (1960-1969)‘Twas a dark damp cold evening… on the 25th October 1960, when at aged just15 years old, I alighted from a clunking old steam train, carrying a very large suitcase, at the old railway station at Deal. On reflection, it looked like a scene from an episode of "Poirot!"I was met by a ginger haired Band Sergeant, dressed in Blues (No 3’s), sporting three rows of WW2/plus.... medal ribbons, whereupon I was put on this wagon and transported the short distance to The Depot RM, Deal. On arrival and at first glance, I viewed it as a cross between an open-air Borstal, or a very strict boarding school!For the next 14 months, under the direction of ruthless, but very professional instructors, I was musically trained, drilled and moulded to take my place as a Drummer/Bugler, as one of HM Royal Marine Band’s finest - but that's another story!I was then drafted to Plymouth Group Band, where I was periodically drafted to a number of ships, mainly 'Clunkers’ of the WW2 vintage, serving as what can only be described as a "Locum" Bugler. This involved temporarily replacing those Buglers who needed to be replaced at short notice or were perhaps being disciplined. I was now sixteen years old...but that’s another story!I then changed over to the ranks at the age of 17 and a half. Following commando training, I was then drafted to 42 Commando, and active service in the Far East. This was one of the best periods of my service career!On returning to the UK at the end of 1965, as a very young Corporal, my foreign service leave was cut short, and I joined 43 Commando, in Stonehouse at the rush, going straight into, "Stand By” mode, for possible intervention in the trouble that was brewing in Rhodesia. Fortunately, the British Government and Ian Smith came to an understanding, and we all stood down … but that's another story!Whilst in 43 Commando, I was encouraged to choose an S.Q. After some thought, I came up with Landing Craft, as I quite enjoyed my sea time, or an AE, as I equally enjoyed blowing up things!However, , I was having a conversation one stand-easy in the JNCO’s Club, with one Cpl Gerry Hannah, the Unit PTI, who invited me to try out some basic gymnastics, vaulting and other activities, in the old gym. I soon realised that I had been hoodwinked into doing a PT2’s aptitude test, which I passed!Subsequently, in mid-1966, I found myself in short order filling in my chit and heading towards The Depot RM and in particular, the RM School Of Physical Training!I then teamed up for the PT2 course with the likes of Jimmy Rea, Paddy Crompton, Chris Young,B.C. Smith, George Sturdy, JW Walter and Johnno Johnson - the oldest Cpl in the world!Not really knowing what to expect, we were then met by our PT2 Course instructor, who from there on in was to be addressed as “STAFF”.... who appeared to me at the time to be somewhat "possessed"and a complete nutter! He was one Sgt. Mick Euridge SPTI, who was to become our mentor for the next sixteen weeks.In fact, he appeared not to be alone – as there were a number of these ‘nutters’ around, including the late Ken Wilson! I thought they had either been possessed, or on some form of medication - or just generally wired into the National Grid! It was all very strange to me.208

209In the following couple of weeks, most of the course were on some form of medication, mainly to sooth aching limbs, or using various potions to replace skin that had been left on the high bar from our shins and the palms of our hands! However, in the course of the next 16 weeks, the atmosphere had become quite infectious, and we also started to feel what it was like to be wired into the National Grid!Mick did an incredible job on us, and became someone that I came to hugely admire, both as an instructor and a person. I also tried very hard to emulate his very high standard of Swedish Class taking… but that's another story!On qualifying, I was then drafted to the PT Staff at ITCRM, and a different set of teaching skills to become familiarised with, such as Battle Fitness Training (BFT), Tarzan and the Assault courses, Endurance Course, Speed Marching, Unarmed Combat, Squad Administration and many other aspects of remedial work.We found ourselves instructing not only recruits, but Young Officers, all ranks, from other arms of the services attending the All-Arms Commando Course, plus officers from the Iranian Marine Corps.Fortunately, I joined a very experienced staff, who readily shared their knowledge and time with us, which was invaluable in getting our PT Branch careers off to a sound start, with colleagues such as Mick Wylie, Ron (Buster) Brown. Ron (Tug) Wilson, Eric Coxon, Arwyn Rees, Greg Forrest, Bob Bell, Cliff Watts, Mal Walker, Gordon Offer-Hoare, and many others.The two SPTI’s that I initially served under were Harry Hurrell and Murray Alexander, both who were to greatly influence me during my early years at Lympstone. Murray was one for getting the staff on courses. I think in very short order I did a RN AAA’s Track and Field Judging course, Boxing Officials Course, Swimming Official’s Course, including a spell at Loughborough University Summer School to study for my ASA Swimming Teachers Certificate, plus lots of other qualifications.One Spring he turned around to three of us recent qualifiers and said: "Go and mark out the athletics track on the top field ready for the unit sports day! "Very good Staff (?)“ …Help! That came in the form of assistance and advice from the likes of Jock Malhan and Bill Blackmore. At the end of the day,we got there! Another skill cracked - thanks Murray!We also did all our own rope maintenance on the Tarzan and Assault courses, which required us to make at least three death slide toggles each week – and test them! AII under the close eye of Bob, our ex-WW2 RN Gym Sweeper.In the early days, I realised that geographically, there were by and large, two categories of PTI- the Lympstone variety, and the Deal variety. That of course all changed when we all came under the same roof at CTCRM around 1977.For my first three years or so at ITCRM, between October and May, I found myself almost permanently wet-through from 08.00 to 17.00, as a result of the hours spent on the Bottom- Field", Tarzan Course, Speed Marches, etc. which saw our boots, Denison smocks, white jumpers, etc. permanently drying out on the antique pipes around the old gym, with the wall bars acting as drying racks. “Sacrilege!”I hear you shout but that’s how it was!After I was promoted to Sergeant in 1969, and for the next 16 years, up to 1985 I… erm… well… that's another story!To my former colleagues in the PT Branch who are sadly no longer with us and to those of you who are still fortunately serving out life's contract, may I thank you for your past support, advice, loyalty and comradeship, but most of all your friendship! God bless you all. Styx! (Clive Burrows)

SOME SPECIAL PT BRANCH MEMORIES: CLIVE BURROWS BEM.Scene 1: The first memory was an event that included myself and the oldest Cpl PT2 in the world-Johno Johnstone. The scene is the gymnasium at the RM School of PT at Deal and the occasion is the pre- class-taking (Swedish PT) examination.I was conducting the nightmare exercise of all PT Qualifiers - the 'skip-jump' series with a full squad of recruits. I was well into the series and gradually edging towards the end of the dais and the improbable happened - I fell off the back, neatlyfolding the skin back on the front of my shins! Whilst, rolling on the floor in agony, Johno Johnstone, like a flash, leaped onto the dais and took over class-taking.However, he just completed blanked out and couldn't remember a thing he'd been taught and had so thoroughly practised! After the recruit squad had been sent 'off the floor-go' and 'touch all corners of the gym' for what seemed an age, I was encouraged back onto the dais, with the help of Mick Euridge's (Staff PTI) foot! The squad had a good laugh, if nothing else!Scene 2: My next memory involved Bill Neilson (later Capt. SD) and the venue was at CTCRM, Lympstone. The occasion was the annual CTCRM Open Day. It had been decided to introduce cutlass swinging as Bill (having been a SPTI at the Royal Navy School of PT) thought that this would be a good idea. Bill, by this time, was the QMS PT and leading from the front as he always did.We formed up for our rehearsal on the parade ground and of course we were required to stand on small plinths in order to miss hitting the parade ground with the tip of the cutlass, as it swung round. However, Bill (not being the tallest of individuals) on his first swing just about cut himself in half with a ricochet from the parade ground! Thereafter, we had to build him a much higher plinth than the rest of the staff!Scene 3: My third story is again centred around the CTCRM Open Day at Lympstone. The main character involved this time was dear old Murray Alexandria. The Assault Engineers had been tasked to build a huge scaffold tower behind the Drill Shed, where the old Tarzan course was located. This was to facilitate two ropes that were to be anchored to the Parade Ground to form two 'death slides'. We performed various methods of coming down the ropes and it all went well. However, when the Death Slide was first rigged, Murray - of course, like the leader that he was- had to be the first down!The method he chose was 'the Flying Angel' but the rope was brand new and hadn't been greased. As Murray got just a quarter of the way down, he completely stopped because of this. Somehow, he made his way back and ended up climbing down the drainpipe to our great delight. Those of us caught laughing spent the next two weeks greasing the rope slide and making extra toggles in the store!Scene 4: A final memory... Maurice Logue (SPTI) was the first RM Instructor to be seconded to the Officer Candidates School, USMC, in Quantico, Virginia. He was then the rank of Colour Sergeant. One day he was being sought out by a very large US Marine who had never met him before.The US Marine had heard him being referred to as 'a Colour Sergeant'. Thinking that Maurice was black, enquired as to 'where's this English coloured dude?". Those who knew fiery-temperedMaurice can imagine his reaction! Maurice - where are you now? We think somewhere in the USA.Clive Burrows.Clive Burrows (R. Front): PT2 Course Instructor at Deal in the 1970’s.210

FROM COALSACK TO WOOLSACK!BY FORMER SPTI JOHN (GEORGE) KIRTLEY MBE.From the coal mines of Wallsend, via the famous Wallsend Boy’s Club, where football legends such as Allan Shearer, Michael Carrick, Steve Bruce, Peter Beardsley and many more excellent footballers made their way to the topflight of professional football, surely fame and fortune was bound to follow?But alas, this was not to be. After making my debut for Gateshead FC at 17 years old and a brief spell on trial at Everton, my dreams of becoming a pro footballer came crashing down!So, at the ripe old age of 24, I looked into the window of a RN/RM Recruiting Centre and thought,“I will give that a go!” A couple of weeks later, myself and 30, or so, other young guys stepped off the train at Deal where a whole new experience began!Recruit training was for all of us: ‘Heads down, keep your nose clean, yes sir, no sir!’ and we will get through what was to be the hardest both mentally and physically anything we had ever experienced before in our lives!After training it was off to Singapore on board a twin-engine Lion Airways, along with a bunch of other guys drafted to other units deployed in S.E. Asia. The flight in those days was a 24-hour journey with stop overs at exotic places such as Columbo and Gan. It was the first time I had ever seen swaying palm trees- you don’t see them in Wallsend on Tyne!Arriving in Singapore and the journey over the causeway which links Singapore to Malaya and on to Johore Bahru and then up to Burma camp and 40 Commando which was to be coming home for the next eighteen months. Life in 40 Cdo was busy, with jungle warfare training preparing the unit for deployment to Borneo, or Sarawak.During my time in 40 Cdo. I had the privilege of representing the Navy and Joint services football teams, not bad considering there were thousands of armed forces personal stationed in the far east at that time! With 40 Cdo behind me, it was back to Blighty and 43 Cdo and Union Strasse. A good run ashore it was, but not in the same league as Nee Soon, Sambawang and Bukit Street!JOHN WITH H.M. THE QUEEN(Left, Front row right): John Kirtley SPTI & PT Course Instructor.(Above, back row, fourth from the left): This is just one of the many times that John represented the Corps at Soccer.211

From a PT2’s Course, a draft to HMS Intrepid followed, as a PTI come Postie. Contrary to popular belief, I enjoyed my eighteen months on board the Grey Funnel line. Returning from foreign climes, it was on to a PT1’s course.A couple of weeks after finishing the course, a phone call came from OCPTW inviting me into his office. When it’s an invitation like that you know there must be a sting in the tail! “Do you know where Llanrwst is?” ‘No sir’, was my hesitant reply, ‘Go away and find out!’ Three weeks later I was in the arms of the RAF. With no brief and very little info as to what lay ahead, but like all PTI’s with adaptability cheerfulness and a positive attitude it was into the breech!I would like to think that what followed would be a good marker for all PTIs who chose to follow me into the adventure training specialist side of the PT Branch. I know that some excellent PTIs followed that route and achieved extremely high standards and qualifications. Arguably, we were better qualified in the field of mountaineering and survival in arduous conditions than anyone in the corps, including the ML Wing.Then followed a short draft to CTCRM and a PT & SO’s Officers course to take through and the illustrious and privileged position of Chief of Staff. Make no mistake we joined and belonged to the finest branch in corps!After 22 years of enjoyable and satisfying service to the corps my time was up, a telephone call on the “Old Boys Net” informed me that a position had become vacant in the House of Lords, so began a new career for the next 20 years. Meeting and dealing with the great and the good, and the not so great and good challenges your inter- personal skills to the limit!My staff consisted of retired SNCOs from the armed services, retired police officers and members of the emergency services. With a small but highly experienced and dedicated staff, which I certainly needed when, in March 2002, a phone call from my boss Black Rod, Lt. Gen. Sir Mike Wilcox informed me that the Queen Mother had died, plunging the country into mourning!The Lying in State of a Monarch always takes place in Westminster Hall, within the Palace of Westminster, which is an area of responsibility for the House of Lords. What was to follow came under the scrutiny of the British and worlds press. My final instructions from Black Rod before the arrival of the coffin was: “Mr Kirtley, the eyes of the world are upon us we have got to get this right”. No pressure then!Following this, I was extremely proud to have been awarded the MBE and to retire with a personal ‘Thank You’ from Her Majesty the Queen. The Woolsack? Well, that is another story…Being 80 years young and still enjoying walking in the hills outside our Chateau in France (well ‘Chateau de Caravan’) but now, mainly due to two replacement knees, a replacement hip and a pinned ankle, Cenotaph Corner, Grande Jorasses and The Walker Spur are all a distant memory!I now reside in Martin Mill, near Deal, which I still believe to be the spiritual home of the PT Wing, with my wife Julie and a multitude of grandchildren.Anyone passing through Deal, please do look us up and be prepared to be bored silly, in the company of a glass,or three, of Scotland’s finest golden nectar!(John Kirtley MBE).A winning football team at Deal with John Kirtley (Back row second from the right).Other PTI’s in the team (Front row from the left): Bill Turnbull, George Malhan, Bill Howie and Archie Houston.212

SOME FOND MEMORIES:MERV SHEPPARD- FORMER WO2/PTIGreetings to all members of the RMA PT Branch from Merv Sheppard (Shep)!I hope you don’t mind but I would like to take my trip down memory lane with a few names added in, but please don’t be offended if I miss you out! left my home-town of Sidmouth in Devon at the tender age of 16 and like many of you boarded the train for Deal. Joining our beloved Corps on 28 August 1973, as part of 87 troop.Our PTI was none other than Jan Endicott, a fantastic man, and even as a recruit I had the privilege of playing football alongside Jan and many others of the PT Staff representing Deal in the local Wednesday League. I had been selected to play for the Navy Youth during this time as well, being fortunate that “lumbering centre-half’s” were required at the time! However, they missed a trick as in my troop was a “whippet” of a winger called Harry Holding (Horsebox). We also won the Inter Troop Boxing Trophy, but I cost Jan a crate of beer as I lost in my final, sorry Jan!On arrival at CTCRM for our Commando Training we were introduced to our new PTI who was none other than Gordon Russell, who during my later years was Chief of Staff when I was member of PT staff at CTCRM. Gordon summed up our “family values” when Maria, my wife, was knocked off her bike, Gordon arranged a collection and then delivered Flowers, chocolates and gifts to our home – just wonderful!I proudly served in all of our Commando units. On leaving CTCRM my first draft was to 40 Commando RM (then based at Seaton Barracks, Plymouth) then as a member of the staff at RM Poole, 45 Commando as a Troop Sgt and later as the Provost Sgt and L Company Sgt. Major at 42 Commando. My Final draft was as the Brigade Sgt. Major HQ & Sigs Sqn, based in Stonehouse Barracks in Plymouth.I also had naval deployments including two ships drafts HMS Manchester and HMS Ark Royal. My ship’s detachment Cpl. was a young man I had taken through training and who later also qualified as a member of our branch - Gaz Marshall.I also served on detachment at HMS Warrior where I had the privilege to have as my Sgt. Major and amazing man, Mel Walker. It was Mel who became my mentor and advisor in joining the PT Branch. Mel organised through a local school to put me through an induction and teaching experience thatI would never forget to prepare me for my PT2 Quals Course!The old school gym was a step back in time to the wooden gym of both Deal and CTCRM. Wooden floors, pull out wooden beams, green mats and old solid wood vaulting box’s with leather tops and of course ropes. To assist the daily routine, he even rigged up a pull up bar made from scaffolding and hidden in a small glade of trees in the middle of Warrior, I had to leave the office and perform pull ups and as the bar was positioned in view of Mel’s office – there was so no cheating!Also, there was no hiding as Mel had a very able assistant - Gerry Swatton. I owe them both a great deal for my introduction to the ways of the “old school” in my induction to the PT Branch. This included Warrior’s equivalent of the “Tank” - a pond situated just outside the guardroom!My time served with PT Branch started with my PT2 course and fellow “Quals” Dave Zalech, Mick Hill, Mick Reece, Tiv Lowe, Shaun Parkin, Sam Woods, Gary Finney, Al Muckle and - God bless him - Henry Phelps.At the time we were all very much in awe of our Staff Instructor - Lenny “Legs” Scott! He did a great job turning us into real mean PTI machines!213

On completion of the PT2 Course my first troop was 154 troop, who I was proud to see pass out as the Kings Squad, with Gaz Marshall as part of the troop. My PT1’s course included some members from the previous PT2 course and notable characters such as Chris “Dry Bones” Butler (if you are wondering why, I think he only got immersed in the tank on just one occasion!) Mick Perrett and Rodger “Cow Head”Tinson. With “Bustling Bill” Sharp and Geoff Trail on the instruction team. As a PT1 I was then the PTI for the YO May 85 course, who successfully completed training in April 1986. I was also the Potential Officers Course instructor, enjoying the delights of having to demonstrate the Endurance Course including the water tunnel every week, regardless of the weather!My next draft to RM Poole on the PT staff was a memorable experience and I had pleasure of serving with Frank Capper as the Sgt. Major and C/Sgt “Bogey” Knight, Sgt Bill Smith, “Scouse” Al Muckle and our great friend Al Dunphy, with whom I have shared many fond memories - especially during Tunney Cup week!Although I mentioned my football aspirations during training, as the “lumbering centre half” I could never match up to some of the other players - but when you also have the pleasure of playing in the same teams as Tiv Lowe, Pusser Hill, Bill Sharp, Jan Endicott, Al Dunphy, Tony Higgins and One Jimmy “Horny Toad” Fowey, and also get to achieve being part of a Navy Cup winning Team and Jubilee Cup winner – great!However, sadly, no Tunney Cup winners, once due to the “Banana-skin” Tiv Lowe, who fell over in the last minute of a final held at Seaton Barracks!!And I do miss the dulcet “Bude” tones of Chunky Phelps as he, hee-hawed his donkey welcome to me from the side-lines! I did however, adapt well enough in sport of Volleyball starting in very successful Corps championship side at RM Poole and later at CTCRM both as Capt and coach and later go on to represent the Royal Navy and coach the Corps Team.After completing 24 years in Corps, I was successful in my application to transfer into Royal Naval Careers Service and completed a further career of 20 years, before retiring, well temporarily, as I still work part time at Stoke 6th Form College, safeguarding and doing Student Liaison work.I am currently now residing in Newcastle under Lyme, Stoke-on-Trent, with my wife Maria and we have been married for 40 years this year. We are Grandparents to a beautiful Grand-daughter who is three later in the year and yes, completely runs rings around Grandad! I would also like to inform Micky Chapman and Big (G) George Kent that I have not had the operation to be converted to a Stoke supporter and remain an Exeter city “Grecian” - “Up the City!”I am also Chairman of the Stoke-on-Trent Royal Marines Association and have made wonderful friends through our group. One member is Martin Ketterick, who was sadly involved in a climbing accident in the Corps and was paralysed and has been a Paraplegic since the accident.I have assisted Martin on number of charity events, organising and riding Coast to Coast three times, as well as Blesma Rides and assisting with the “Warrior” ride that involves injured US Servicemen.One event was our “Per mare Per Terram” a bike ride from the National Arboretum to Teddington Lock, in London, followed by a row down the River Thames in a Gig Boat! Team members on this trip also included our cox, Kev Sellar, and former Corps RSM Phil Gilby. We were also met at the finish by our very own Peter Brown, carrying the RMA London City Branch standard, and Paul “Dixie” Dean. Some very fond memories!Shep. Sheppard214

AN OUTSTANDING PTI TELLS HIS STORY: BOB LEEFMANSBob Leefmans is a remarkable former Royal Marines PTI, who now lives in Fort Lauderdale in Florida.He still remains very proud of his time serving in the corps, despite suffering a tragic fee-fall parachuting accident in 1976, which resulted in paraplegia and him living in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.In overcoming this huge setback, Bob has never complained about his situation and is a wonderful example to us all. Here is Bob’s story:In May 1964, I was in my last year of High School. In my homeland of British Guiana (BG to old sweats) civil unrest swept the country, especially in Wismar (my community) in a Bauxite mining area. Life was bleak and insecure and in just two nights nearly 200 houses were burned to the ground, together with several killings. Following this, a couple of British Army Companies were belatedly rushed in to quell the “The Disturbances”, as they called.That was when I encountered my first Royals, who were the RM Detachment from a Tribal Class Frigate of the West Indies Station. I got to chat with several of them and was soon captivated by the stories of the travels of the Sea Soldiers. “That’s for me!” I told my Mum and soon after I filled out a recruiting form in a Brit magazine and posted it off to the UK. By January 1965, I was in England, and in May(a week after my 17th birthday) I enlisted for service in HM Royal Marines!The time at the Depot, RM was OK, but it was so hectic that I barely had the time to process the culture shock that was HM Royal Marines! What is the guy from Sunderland saying? What’s a Geordie? I’d never drunk, never shaved, but I absolutely loved the all-male environment in training, having only been raised by my Mum, grandmother and several aunts!Then came the move to ITCRM…and winter! Just so you know BG (now Guyana) sits a few degrees north of the Equator, in South America. The cold became my friend, since with the demanding physical activities in Commando School it made all the Assault, Tarzan and Endurance Courses and the route marching, and speed marching, just about bearable.The Instructors I admired the most were the PTI’s. They were merciless, but far and away, were good- natured in their torture and not given to the sarcasm and harassment of others on the instructional staff.After a 2-year Tour of duty in the Far East with 40 Commando, over the ‘other side’ in Borneo, then back to Burma Camp in JB, Malaysia, and finally a move to Dieppe Barracks in Singapore. I was selected for Recce Troop and then came my JCC at Nee Soon. N.B. I was released 3 days early from the JCC and went to Aussie with the Singapore Joint Services Free Fall Team to an invitational meet near Melbourne, all cleared by Brigadier Gourlay! I was soon back in UK at the Depot RM in Deal. On arrival at Deal, I was told that I was not on the upcoming PT2 Course and was summarily banished to the Provost Staff. What the Heck!Despite his difficulties, Bob somehow managed to travel from the USA to attend the 2019 PT Branch Reunion. (Photo above): Fred Cummings, Bob Leefmans and Len Huff.215

216I had taken up Free Fall Parachuting in Singapore and on my return to UK, even though my parachute equipment had been impounded by HM Customs (I couldn’t pay the £20 Excise Tax to bring it into the country!) I began doing Skydiving Displays with the ad hoc RM Free Fall Team.I jumped with Capt. RAM Seeger (SB), Lt. Jim Goldsworthy (CL), L/Cpl. Brian Wheller (my winger from Recce in 40 Cdo. and a South African) and over time, many of the other lads who had taken up Sport Parachuting.The Sgt Major of HQ Company at Deal was aghast to learn that, although I was in the Corps’ Free-Fall Team, I did not have my pussers wings, so he sent me off to RAF Abingdon to do the Jump Course and become (in his words) a ‘Real Parachutist’!! This also took the sting out of Archie (‘Relax Harder’) Houston taking the micky, as he already had his Wings and I did not!Arriving back at Deal I was advised to move my kit, as I was joining the 1/68 PT2’s course starting the next bleeding day - talk about getting what you ask for! Also, I was going to be with a bunch of pros who had spent the summer touring the UK doing High Table and PT Displays - cheers Sgt Major!. Ever felt like you’re In over your head?My intro to the course was watching these flyboys doing Double Fronts over a High Table! Our Staff Instructor was SPTI ‘Ollie’ Olivant. “Let’s see you Cpl. Leefmans”, sez he - No problem, (Sh** or Bust)! As I came out of my double-front, face into the pudding and forehead glancing off the wall bars, and with everyone cheesing down, Ollie sent me over to the Sick Bay to get cleaned up. Hello PT Wing, RM Deal!The PT 2’s Course was amazing. The Mexico ’68 Games was on…so in addition to the next day’s prep, we had to stay up and watch the Games and then give a summary the following day…KNACKERED! Also because of Tommie Smith showing the Black Power salute on the Medal Dais, yours truly had to do the same anytime I came out on top in any activity!One very memorable incident on the PT 2’s course was when I hopped on the Dais to take Swedish PT. Commencing my hard-learned spiel I was summoned into the PT Office to be confronted with: “What was that?” - what, staff? “What you were saying out there in the gym - what’s your nationality?” - Guianese, staff! “Well it sounded like Chinese! Slow down when you talk, or the recruits will never understand you!” - yes staff!To me, the Corps offered the most amazing and adventurous lifestyle a young man could ever imagine. Travel, (I had never flown on a plane before going to England, then Singapore, Australia, Gan (!) the Med, and on and on. Using exotic firearms, (what the hell is a Carl Gustav?), Gymnastics, swimming, organized sports, helicopter flights (abseiling through the jungle canopy, on exercise, flying off the Rusty B, or into a patrol location in the Malaysian or Borneo Jungle, and the flights back to base camp, plus skydiving…)Cruising with the Grey Funnel Line in the Med and Northern Europe; what’s not to like? Well, maybe off Iceland in January, losing a matelot overboard, but the good balances out the awful.Like I’ve heard it said…You don’t join the Royal Marines, You, become one. And it’s family, it’s in your blood. I was born to soldier, the Corps prepared me to handle life in whatever form it comes…and I am in awe of the amputees coming off the Afghan battlefield, and the lads with PTSD from NI, Falklands and other places local. We’re a special breed and from what I see the new young guys out there are true professionals, and I am proud not only to be called “Royal”, but also “CLUBS” - the elite, of an elite force!Bob Leefmans.

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THE PTI CIRCLE IS COMPLETE!BY FORMER AIPTRM MARK SAV E RY.From stepping off the train at Deal in 1969 to meeting my first PTI, Alex Scott, I knew that I had come to the right place - even then, I knew what I was going to be!I am sure we all used to look forward to those one-minute showers after Swedish PT and when changing if you were as much as a second over, you were given the choice of “Out the window or fight the PTI’s”. Such memories!In 1976 I returned to Deal to start my PT2 course and trod the hallowed gym floor under the late Frank Allen and prepared for the next sixteen weeks of I knew not what. Healthy Mind througha Healthy Body was the cry, but did my body have to suffer so much to get there? Week one was having to roll out of bed on to my knees in order to stand up - only fifteen more weeks to go!When you do finally make it and proudly wear your hard-earned PT Badge, it’s the best feeling in the world and I just wanted to be let loose and practise those skills I had learned from all the club-swingers in the gym that had given so much for us ‘Quals’. Too many to mention I’m afraid but they are always with me.Oh, and on the small matter of the initiation that was about to follow when we received our ‘Clubs’. Frank apologised in advance for what was about to happen, so that was very thoughtful I suppose. The PTI’s welcome was unforgettable, and their paint chart seemed straight out of the Dulux catalogue. The fire hose to wash it off (or further in) was a nice touch too. When the blindfolds were removed, we were welcomed into this Branch of Fame by the one and only Ted Kelland, Samurai in hand of course.When Deal closed to PTI training in 1978 I moved with the PT Wing to CTCRM and realised thatI had joined the same professional family of ‘Club Swingers’ - talented, competitive, creative and loyal to the point that when an Army PTI started bragging that he was better than us – wow! After the ‘Tank’ he tried to do a runner and drive away but his car had already been ‘picked up’ and placed between two trees in Sylvan Glade with four inches between bumper and tree – very creative!After re-qualifying as a PT1 I then left for the Navy PT School at HMS Temeraire, and fortunately for me, their attitude was the same. It was a great place to be at that time and the respect for the ‘Royal Clubs’ was no doubt due to those that had gone before me. The lunchtime football can only be described as gladiatorial - Johnny Thatcher’s reputation had to be maintained!My gymnastics skill was a bonus, and the trapeze soon became my new platform, but unfortunately did not lead to any TV roles. My take on Dick Emery went down well though (see pic). I am sure there are those out there who still remember the trapeze over the swimming pool with great fondness.218

Returning to The PT School at CTCRM I was selected to take the next available PT2’s course, shortly followed by the PT1’s course. A great experience and I was proud of the end result where the high calibre of instructor ensured the Branch would remain in safe hands.I was able to continue teaching gymnastics and even then, I never realised just how much the high bar could bend without snapping and Ginge Wilkins and Mick Reece will no doubt testify to that!However, the Corps was now calling and off to my next move.After some years away as TQ and Sgt Major I then returned as the AIPTRM under IPTRM Frank Allen and I must say, it was the icing on the cake for me.The circle was now complete with Frank being my first and last association with the Branch. It was an Honour to hold this position and I felt very proud to be one of the few. A very busy role but the best as a PTI.However, I did also have time to become The Royal Navy Archery Champion in 1971 and be selected to shoot at the British Championships.I left the Corps in 1993, some 24 years after stepping down from the train at Deal. Time just seemed to pass in a blink of an eye. However, time must never, never stand still and in just two years I will see my retirement from 30 years Police Service. Still, plenty of time left for my speed skating, bread making and many other hobbies.My life in the Corps and especially the PT Branch, has made me what I am today. There is not enough room to mention all those that has had such an influence on my life. I know who you are, and I am far richer for it. All the gold in the world doesn’t even come close. Thank you all until we meet again at our PT Branch Reunions, which I hope will be soon!Mark Savery(Photo above): WO1 Mark Savery AIPTRM (Third from the right) with a PT Qualifying Course at CTCRM in the early 1990’s.219

ANTARCTIC OR BUST!JOHN KIMBREY MBE(former AIPTRM & Polar Medal holder)Having worked at the Joint Services Mountain Training Centre, (JSMTC) Ballachulish, from 1979-81, I was proud to be one of the early ambassadors from the Branch to be dropped into the Adventure Training world. I enjoyed my time there greatly and, on my departure, almost three years later, I was keen to join a mountaineering expedition to further develop my skills.However, I sought something a little different from the more regular Himalayan trips, so when a Defence Council Instruction (DCI) was released advertising a; Joint Services Expedition to Antarctica, I knew I had found my goal!I applied to join the overwinter team for the JSE to Brabant Island 1983-85 and within weeks, received an interview at the impressive ‘Royal Geographical Society’ in London. Commander Chris Furse RN, OBE, the Expedition leader, gave a testing interview. To my pleasure, I was accepted as a full team member.I departed England for the Falkland Islands in Feb 1984, to rendezvous with HMS Endurance. Little did I know then, how Antarctica would change my life, as some twelve years later at the end of my career, I would receive the Polar Medal, from her Majesty the Queen.Overwintering in tents, with no base hut, had never been attempted before and as we settled into Antarctic life, we started the science programme, travelled across vast glaciers to lay food and fuel dumps, and learnt to drive skidoos. As the sun dipped forever longer each day, the penguins departed north and we prepared base camp for the long dark months ahead, celebrating mid-winters day on the 21st June in fine style!With my beard now well below my chin, and my monthly change of underwear and socks now quite the norm, we begin exploring the cold and hostile land.Our ultimate goal was to make a first ascent of Mount Parry, at 8,250 ft, directly from the coast.I returned to Base Camp, after 72 days travelling, with only 3 weeks remaining before our departure, where we were greeted by 10,000 chinstrap penguins!Those last days saw repairs and maintenance of all equipment ready to handover to a second summer team, who were to continue this quite extraordinary Polar challenge.Five years later, I once again ventured south, leading my own Antarctic expedition to Smith Island, following many difficult years of planning and preparation. Sadly, my dreams were dashed, as on the eve of deployment from Endurance, I developed appendicitis and my team, which included Sgt. Chris Butler PTI, landed without me. After many difficult years, this was a massive blow and I returned to Port Stanley, and an RAF flight home!I received weekly news bulletins from my team, and it became clear they had sadly failed to conquer the mountains of Smith Island. When the team returned, I put the expedition to bed, before planning a return. I invited Major General Andy Keeling CBE, to become the Expedition’s Patron, who helped to smooth the waters for me, and with an improved plan, a fresh team, and three more years of work, we finally headed South once again.220

In early Jan 1995 we landed at Cape James, the southernmost point of Smith Island. To begin with, the expedition ran smoothly and with superb weather we made great progress. We started the geological programme and achieved the first ascent of Mt. Catherine-Jane, before an enforced return to base camp.At the mid-way point, the weather closed in and for almost two weeks, without a break, we endured severe gales in excess of 80 mph, wrecking everything in its path. I was thankful we had prepared so well, and my professional and disciplined team survived this hell on earth!Base camp was totally wiped out and it took all our focus just to survive. The pressures on the team was high-octane and in a brief lull, I was forced to make a decision that would haunt me for years and I radioed HMS Endurance for an early pick-up. It took them five days to arrive and as I lifted off the glacier in the Lynx helicopter for the last time, I looked down onto an island that had thrown everything at us, and yet we survived to tell the story.The short window of extraction lasted only a couple of hours and as we landed on deck the cloud filled the horizon once again and Smith Island disappeared back into oblivion. Now back in the UK ,In Oct 1996, I accepted my Polar Medal from Her Majesty, the Queen, for my contribution to Polar exploration. This medal is only awarded to personnel who have served in Polar regions for longer than a year and was first issued to members of Captain Scott’s Antarctica expedition in 1904. I feel greatly honoured, as a member of our Corps, to be part of this very exclusive club.My life in the ice, only ever came to the fore, because the PT Branch gave me an opportunity. They trained me well, developed my leadership skills and created the opportunity for me to lead two Joint Services expeditions, the first Senior Non-Commissioned Officer in the British Military, to do so, anywhere in the World. I am as proud today, as I was in the 1990’s and this famous quote to me, says it all: “All life holds a certain risk, the more alive you are, the more the risk” (Ibsen).John Kimbrey.Now firmly back in the UK, John has also now authored two historical fiction published books:•In Her Sights: Was published in Jan 2020, followed by the sequel:•An Expedient Death: An exciting tale of great heroism & cunning, with a powerful storyline and a climactic ending!Both are available from Amazon and other retail outlets.221

BY THE SWEAT OF AN OFFICER CANDIDATE'S BROW:(An article re-printed from the Globe & Laurel in 1979 by WO2 Peter Brown)The chanting chorus of hundreds of voices penetrate the forest as the Officer Candidates of the U.S.M.C. begin their early morning PT session at the Officer Candidates School, Quantico, in Virginia, USA.The Quantlco U.S. Marine Corps Base is situated some 30 miles from Washington D.C. For most people ln the UK, Quantlco is a mere speck on a very large map, but for one group of people it is highly significant – those who wish to become officers ln the United States Marine Corps. In order to become commissioned, 80% of the ‘Officer Candidates must first pass through an extremely rigorous and demanding selection course at the Officer candidates School. This is not as easy as it may seem anda very tough course must be completed before the successful candidates become an office and receive their special Silver Dollar.The Quantico Marine Corps Base is spread out over a very large area and is surrounded by areas of wild forest of tropical density. The climate is very cold in winter and extremely hot and humid in the summer. The base consists of various schools and supporting facilities that combine to form the Marine Corps Development and Education Command (MCDEC), commanded by a 3-star General (at present Lt. Gen J. H. Miller, USMC). The schools include the Computer Sciences School, Communication Officers School, Amphibious Warfare School, Command and Staff College, The Basic School, Staff NCO's Academy, NCO's Leadership School and the Officer Candidates School.Officer Candidates School (OCS) has been at Quantico since 1935 and screens and evaluates approximately 3.500 candidates for commissioning annually, while simultaneously providing instruction in basic military skills. The length of the OCS evaluation and screening courses vary according to the particular type of commissioning programme being followed.Two-hour PT Sessions.There is a ten-week course for both male and female Officer Candidates and also a six-week (Junior) course followed by a return to college (and hopefully a degree) with a return either one or two years later to a further six-week (Senior) course. In the normal ten-week course the Officer Candidates will complete nearly 100 hours of very intensive physical training. The two-hour P.T. sessions may have to be completed in temperatures ranging from -15C. (Winter Programme) to a very humid 100F. in the summer.Although the U-S. Marine Corps has an outstanding attitude towards physical fitness, the Corps does not have (at present) a Physical Training Academy, or any fully trained Physical Training Instructors.It may come as a surprise to many Royal Marines to discover that an RM Staff PT Instructor is attached to OCS to develop and run the PT Programme. This is at present my responsibility and I have served half of my two-year term.The RM PT Instructor Role:The RM PT lnstructor is attached to OCS , as the PT Officer, to develop and run the PT Programme. This is at present my responsibility and I have served half of my two-year term. My responsibilities cover a wide range and include designing programmes and different types of courses, training staff, supervising training, giving lectures and explaining the importance of Military Fitness Training to the many VIP’s who visit OCS, as well as acting as spokesman on all PT matters.MARINE CORPS - URRAAGH!“l look up ahead. and what do I see?- A Royal Marine a - running with me.- Marine Corps – URRAAGH!- P. T. – URRAAGH!- We need it, we love it, we want it,- give us more! – URRRAGH!, URRRAGH!”222

223The OCS Tests:OCS is primarily a screening and evaluation centre and Officer Candidates are evaluated under three main categories: Leadership (50%), General Military Subjects (25%) and Physical Fitness (25%). Candidates must reach 80% to pass. All training consists of basic drill, weapon training, tactics, land navigation, a wide range of military lectures and p6ysical training. Having passed the many tests and exams all the candidates graduate , having been considered to possess the requisite qualities of leadership, determination and physical fitness for further professional training and effective commissioned service.Before the Temperature Rises:The PT Programme for the Officer Candidates has to be carefully planned and organized as the main training period, when most Officer Candidates attend OCS, falls between June and August. During this period approximately 2,500-3,000 candidates are going through at the same time. We have just completed the 1979 summer programme.The PT facilities may have to accommodate up to 1,000 and each early morning PT session commences sharp at sunrise, which is around 0600 hours and has to be completed, in high humidity, before the temperatures soar at around 1000 hours. At 0600 it can easily reach 80F and we have to be constantly prepared for heat casualties, especially for those candidates who come from Alaska!Female Officer Candidates:Female Officer Candidates also have a similar PT programme to the male candidates. Much controversycan evolve around female PT but at OCS we have now developed a very sound, progressive and challenging PT programme, consistent with female strength and ability.The Courses - A Commando Flavour:The courses are mostly produced on a 'Self-help' basis and they are now beginning to take on a distinctive commando flavour. Previous instructors, such as WO2 Logue, C/Sgt Halpin and WO2 Turnbull have all contributed to this flavour, spanning the past seven years, but we are still developing new courses out of the surrounding forest (N.B. The training area is huge – about as big as Devon!). These are built by a unique combination of professional knowledge and an unrivalled talent for begging, borrowing and stealing, over all other Qualifications.The courses include the Obstacle, Agility, Endurance, Confidence, Physical Readiness, Fartlek and Run- Circuit Courses, as well as conditioning running and hiking trails , ranging from 1-15 miles and conditioning running and hiking trails ranging from 1-15 miles in distance.The training also includes a special Physical Development Exercise Programme (based on Swedish PT) which I recently devised for OCS, called 'Commando – Plus Exercises’. All of the courses are very physically demanding, even by our own standards. For example, the new Endurance Course entails an individual three-mile speed march (with equipment and rifle) while negotiating 38 different obstacles, over varying terrain in usually very hot and humid conditions.The comprehensive programme does much to educate the Officer candidates in the same principles of physical training that we use, and although they may not be immediately appreciative as their pulse rates soar to unexpected levels, eventually they get very much fitter, as they progress and gradually overcome the challenges and hardships and find out that their bodies are far more capable than they ever dreamed possible. Needless to say, hundreds of candidates they leave a lot fitter, both mentally and physically, than when they arrived, all due to the RM PTI.The NCO Leadership School:A mention should also be made about the NCO leadership School, which is also part of OCS and operates simultaneously. Courses of 50-60 male and female NCO’s graduate every month, after an intensive four- week course. Students attend the NCO Leadership School from Marine Corps bases throughout the world. The PT Programme recently developed not only introduces the NCO’s to all of the OCS physical courses, but also involves teaching a class for 20-minute PT lessons. The failure rate is very low, and all NCO’s finish the course highly motivated and capable of instructing others in basic PT.

Both the Officer Candidates and the NCO's therefore get an excellent introduction to Physical Training at OCS, which hopefully will be remembered for the remainder of their service. The OCS PT Programme is rapidly becoming a showpiece of physical training for the many visitors from all over the world, and I am proud to be part of this unique contribution by the Physical Training Branch to strengthen the links between our Corps.A SPECIAL U.S. MILITARY FITNESS SYMPOSIUM:N.B. During his successful tour, Peter also presented at a special Dept. of Defense Military Fitness Symposium, held in Warrenton, Virginia, to discuss and instigate mandatory physical fitness programmes and tests across all U.S. The most knowledgeable U.S. fitness leaders were all brought together to address the low level of fitness in the U.S. Armed Forces and to provide consensus and some solutions.Peter presented about his current OCS Fitness programme on the second day and was the last to speak. Prior to his presentation, Peter got on the stage with great trepidation! However, to his amazement, the Under-Secretary for Defense joined the 200 other delegates in singing “Happy Birthday” to him - this could only happen in the USA and something never to be forgotten! His presentation was very well- received and to great applause.As a result, a US National Fitness Academy was proposed and planned. However, due to the politics at the time it was not implemented. However, a White House Commendation and a special medallion was presented to Peter for his services as shown below:Although never a marathoner and very little training, Peter also completed two USMC Marathons in Washington DC in 1978 & 1979, with his best completion time of 2hrs 52 mins. It was a hot and humid 80F+ at the time.224

THE MORE YOU SWEAT IN PEACE THE LESS YOU BLEED IN WARUSMC (OCS) QUANTICO, VIRGINIA, USA: 1978 - 1980UNITED STATES MARINE CORPS225

50 YEARS WITH THE USMC:- THE OFFICER CANDIDATES SCHOOL (OCS) AT QUANTICO, VIRGINIA.Above Centre: Peter Brown conducting PT at OCS in 1979. (A painting presented by Capt. Combes USMC).BILL TURNBULL WRITES:Maurice Logue was initially billeted to work at the USMC Physical Fitness Academy in Quantico in 1972. However, after a few months into his tour, the USMC stoppedthe funding for the Academy and at that stage it looked as though he would return back to the UK early.However, a compromise deal was made that he would move over to OCS and help develop the fitness program for the Officer Candidates.Had that not happened, I very much doubt that many RM PTI’s would have had the opportunity to experience working with the USMC.So, I do think that it is significant that in the more than 50 years this program has been running, the PT Branch Family should be aware of how the draft came about and how important it is. (Bill Turnbull)Maurice Logue SPTI was the first RM PTI to be seconded to the OCS in Quantico in 1972 and fortunately we have been able to maintain this unique link with the USMC to date, sending our best PTI’s to run the PT programme. Thanks to the efforts of Bill Turnbull (now still living in the USA, as do Maurice Logue, Frank Halpin, John Ellis, Bob Leefmans, Keith Wilson and Ken Pearson) the current seconded PTI, C/Sgt Matt Burley, kindly provided us with a list of the RM PTI’s who have served at Quantico from 1972 to 2022, as follows:Aug. 1972 - Aug. 1974 WO2 M. LogueAug. 1974 - Aug. 1976 C/Sgt. F. Halpin Aug. 1976 - Aug. 1978 WO2 W. Turnbull Aug. 1978 - Aug. 1980 WO1 P. BrownAug. 1980 - Aug. 1982 C/Sgt. C. Burrows Aug. 1982 - Aug. 1984 C/Sgt. G. Russell Aug. 1984 - Feb. 1987 C/Sgt. G. Barker Feb. 1987 - Mar. 1988 C/Sgt. R. HillMar. 1988 - Mar. 1990 C/Sgt. C. Hazlewood Mar. 1990 - July. 1992 WO2 A. Dunphy July. 1992 - Aug. 1994 C/Sgt. T. LoweAug. 1994 - Aug. 1996 C/Sgt. T. Broomes Aug. 1996 - July. 1998 WO2 J. Burns July. 1998 - Oct. 2000 C/Sgt. M. Wicks Oct. 2000 - Aug. 2002 C/Sgt. R. Turner Aug. 2002 - Mar. 2004 C/Sgt. P. Curry Mar. 2004 - Aug. 2006 C/Sgt. Richards Aug. 2006 - Jan. 2009 C/Sgt. M. Seabrook Jan. 2009 - Oct. 2010 WO2 P. Jordan Oct. 2010 - Aug. 2012 C/Sgt. R. Asson Aug. 2012 - Aug. 2014 C/Sgt. L. Glynn Aug. 2014 - Aug. 2016 C/Sgt. L. Barrow Aug. 2016 - Aug. 2018 C/Sgt. R. HallAug. 2018-Aug. 2020 C/Sgt. R. Conde Aug. 2020-Aug. 2022 C/Sgt. M. Burley Aug. 2022-Aug. 2024 C/Sgt J. Carter226

FROM PT&SO TO CGRM:MAJOR GENERAL ROBISON CB(Former CGRM and President of the RMA PT Branch)Promoted to Major General in June 2006 Maj. Gen. Garry Robison CB was then appointed Commandant General Royal Marines and was also the Commander of the UK’s Amphibious Forces between June 2006 and May 2008.During this latter appointment he served for 12 months as the Deputy Commander Stability within HQ ISAF in Kabul and was also the Senior British Military Representative – Afghanistan between February and December 2007.I served as a Royal Marines officer for 35 years, joining the Corps as a Young Officer (YO) in September 1976 and retiring in 2011 as a Major General, having been CGRM for 3 yearsbetween 2006 and 2009.During YO training I was greatly inspired by the PT staff who were responsible for our physical training, starting with IMF in the old gym at CTCRM before progressing to the bottom field for battle physical training, and ultimately the commando tests.The staff were led by Sgt Len Scott, and subsequently “Dinger” Bell, with John Thatcher as my particular “striker” who continually whispered in my ear “Don’t scratch sir!” as the beads of perspiration trickled down my face! I loved Swedish PT and wondered from those very early days whether, as an officer,I could ever actually aspire to stand on the dias in front of a class?Following training, I served as a Troop Commander in 45 Cdo RM before returning to CTCRM asa Recruit Troop Commander, where I was lucky to have both Micky Chapman and Ginge Wilkins as two of my Section Commanders who were both waiting to join their PT2 course once our junior recruit troop had passed for duty. They simply reinforced my wish to join the PT Branch and I was delighted to subsequently be selected for PT&SO Course 1/81 that ran alongside the PT1’s course that year.My fellow officers on the course were Lieutenants Mike Ellis and Phil Sampson and the three of us were encouraged, coaxed, driven, inspired, mentored, and led by C/Sgt John “George” Kirtley our course staff instructor. He needed patience aplenty as he strove to ensure his charges could take their place as worthy members of the branch. I remain forever indebted to John for his time, advice, example and leadership; and I was thrilled he was able to attend my dining out from the Corps 30 years later in 2011!Micky Chapman also had the dubious honour of instructing the three of us in the dark arts of gymnastics whilst on our course, before he subsequently became an outstanding remedial instructor for those recruits injured in training. Our professional paths crossed again when I was the Commandant at CTCRM and he was working there as a civilian. I remember with great affection, after I had retired, the two of us being invited back to a King’s Squad Pass Out Parade to take the salute and present prizes.Back to the course. We made visits to various locations during the course, including HMS Temeraire at the old Pitt Street gymnasium in Portsmouth where John Thatcher was the RM PTI on the staff andkindly hosted us for our visit, including supervising our attempts on the trapeze over the swimming pool- I’m sure many branch members will remember those!Once I left BRNC I enjoyed a wide variety of jobs within the Corps, and after attending the Army Staff College at Camberley in 1990, a further 9 years on exchange appointments with the Army and MOD staff, as well as a year at Cambridge University reading for an MPhil degree in International Relations, before returning to the Corps as C.O. 45 Cdo RM in 1999, including a 6-month operational tour in Kosovo. Sadly, I was never able to serve as IPTRM, which I would have enjoyed enormously. 227

I spent 6 months in Iraq before being appointed Commandant of CTRM in 2004, reunited with the PT staff and remedial instructors, and playing plenty of Veterans and Globe and Laurels football on the top field! We won the RNFA Veterans Cup in 2005 with a very strong side that I was privileged to be a member of. When I left CTCRM I was escorted out of the camp from the gym up the main drag to the main gate in a Dragon Boat being pulled by the PT Staff, a real honour.In 2006 I was promoted and then appointed CGRM for 3 years, including a 12-month tour in Afghanistan with my staff during 2007. And sadly, one of my most important undertakings during my time as CGRM was to meet the bereaved families of those who had lost their lives in Afghanistan, as we attended their repatriation ceremonies at RAF Lynham.I retired from the Corps in 2011 and pursued a second career as the Manager of Global Security for an American global corporation called Bechtel. I continued to travel worldwide and was based in the United States for a number of years before returning home to Malmesbury on retirement in 2020.During my service I was privileged to be President of RM Football, Vice President of RN Football, President of RM Cricket, President of RN Cricket, and Chairman of Combined Services Cricket.But my enduring and most proud achievement was to be the only Commandant General who was a PT&SO; you simply can’t get better than that! Garry RobisonThese above photo was taken on the final day of Major General Garry Robison CB, the CGRM, leaving the Corps in 2011. The photo shows a muster of PT&SO’s on the CTCRM bottom field before Garry’s final (and voluntary) tanking!The pyramid is constructed by rank with the CGRM, as a Major General, at the top, Mike Ellis and Jed Salazano as Brigadiers on the next rank, Lt. Colonels below, then Majors (including the CGRM’s brother Mike, who was also a PT&SO), and finally Captains at the bottom.228

SO - YOU WANT TO BE A PTI (2020)?- A short report by the PT2 Course that finished – despite COVID!The first six weeks of the course were first focused on IMF in the Gym. The sessions are physically demanding, especially the strict movements and perfect positions. Although it was a shock to the system, fortunately we all achieved a pass at week six.As also covered many subjects on physical theory, from the ‘History of PT in the Royal Marines’ to the ‘Principles of a Good Instructor’. We also undertook a Defence Health and Wellbeing Advisor course, looking at how to help personnel achieve their health and fitness goals.The British Weightlifting Award followed on from this nicely. This was led by an experienced civilian, Owen Boxall, who has worked closely with the National Championships and Olympic teams who imparted a large amount of transferable knowledge to a military training setting.The next phase of the course saw the start of bottom field in all its muddy glory, someone had certainly booked in the weather for the next few weeks! After an initial reacquaint to bottom field, the sessions started in earnest. Building up the weight and intensity saw us all successful on the BPT pass out in week ten. Morale was obviously high as we moved onto the Tarzan Assault and Endurance Courses.By this point we had started striking on IMF and BPT sessions and practice our IMF class-taking. A gymnastic coach also came in and attempted to teach us all how to jump off the ’monster’ without killing ourselves, a task which Cpt Hibberd ‘excelled’ at having the flexibility similar to the wooden beam!Plans had to change as a result of COVID-19. However, this didn’t stop us pushing forward with our pass out practice of club-swinging, skip jumping routine and rope climbing! After further restrictions, due to COVID-19’, this ground to a halt.The course was starting to tick off many of the criteria tests, including lunchtime circuits and IMF class taking assessments. We even managed to ‘cuff’ our way through the anatomy and physiology exam. BPT class taking was next which the recruits will have greatly appreciated as we were always keen to try ever more exciting BPT circuits on them!Just before we all got sent home to self-isolate, we managed to get the Commando tests finished. Kicking off with the six-mile speed march, we also finished our lifeguard qualification and the last few BPT lessons.The course was cut prematurely short for Easter leave, due to COVID-19 and we started up again on the 20th April. With many restrictions at CTCRM in place the course programme changed drastically. That being said, Sgt Gavins assures us, with the world’s biggest allocation of homework, and sporadic BPT and Tarzan assault course periods, so that we weren’t missing out! Despite COVID, the course finally passed out by means of a small, socially distanced, presentation on Tue 19 May 2020.229

MY PT BRANCH EXPERIENCES AND FOND MEMORIES:WO1 Ricky Miller RM (Former AIPTRM: Apr 2004 - Dec 2005)Prior to becoming a PTI I was already quite well prepared, having represented 40 Commando RM at boxing, football, athletics, basketball and x-country and also the Corps in athletics, x-country and boxing.Individual achievements included in 1981 – Royal Navy Junior Pole Vault Champion and in 1986 – Royal Marines Light-Middleweight Boxing Champion, so I was quite fit and prepared!Having then joined and successfully completing the PT2 1/88 course with a ‘Superior’ pass, I was delighted to also be awarded the Straghan Trophy.Following this, I gained valuable experience during my 12 months at CTCRM, taking a recruit troop through training and another troop halfway through before being drafted to the RMSM at Deal.Whilst on the PT Staff at RMSM Deal, in 1990, I also took the opportunity to become a Joint Services Rock Leader at JSATI Llanrwst and also became an ABA Assistant Boxing Coach under the tutelage of Leo Toms, after formally retiring from the ring with 60 wins and only 4 losses!My partnership with Leo flourished further going on to become an ABA of England ‘Full-Badge’ Coach, followed up by becoming a ‘Senior-Badge’ Coach, being called upon to assist Leo with training the Royal Navy Boxing Squad for the Inter-services Championships and being involved with the England coaching set up. I was also appointed as the Royal Marines Boxing Team Manager & Head Coach from 1991-1994, coaching the Corps Squad to become Royal Navy Team Champions each year, with many of our young boxers becoming RN individual champions at their various weights.Following this and during my time back on the PT Staff at CTCRM, I was able to further develop my skills as a gymnast and was then selected to instruct the next two PT2’s & PT1’s courses for their gymnastics syllabus. I also specialised as an Unarmed Combat Instructor under the tutelage of Bernie Plunkett and the late Trog Royle.It also was during this time that I performed my infamous standing back- somersault on the high beams of the CTCRM High Obstacle Course! This followed some banter in the PT Staff Changing Room, when PT1, Sgt Alan ‘Big Ginge’ Wilkins, challenged us young qualifiers to try and match some of the go-for’s performed by the legendary PTI’s of the past.Whereupon I rather foolishly rose to the challenge and initiated the big event! ‘Big Ginge’ stated that if it were performed successfully, he would roll around in the mud of the estuary dressed in gym whites. What followed became PT Branch history!I was then drafted to RM Poole as part of the PT Staff between 1991-1993 with the Special Boat Service, conducting daily circuit training, specific strength training and the fitness assessments for the Swimmer Canoeist pre-selection courses.I also gained further experience when acting as the Assistant Instructor to Bernie Plunkett, taking UKSF personnel and US Navy SEALs in Close Quarter Combat and Maritime Counter-terrorist Combative Training.At Poole, I also became a member of the 1991 Tunney Cup winning football team and also became the United Services League top goal scorer for that season, which was nice.230

On my promotion to Sergeant, I then returned to CTCRM for my PT1’s course, with nine other senior PT2’s. Needless to say, this was a very strong and very talented course, and the banter and camaraderie was excellent between all course members!I was particularly proud to attain a ‘Distinguished’ Pass. Then back to40 Cdo RM as a Rifle Troop Sergeant. I did this for a year, followed by the appointment as the UPTI for the second year.(Photo left): Ricky Miller on the High Box with Rob MacIintyreI was then greatly honoured to be selected by the AIPTRM to return to CTCRM and become a Course instructor in the PT School. After fulfilling the role as a course 2 I/C, I was then appointed Course Instructor for PT2 Cse 1/96, being awarded the Staff Instructor’s badge & belt on successful completion of the course, before moving on to be the Course Instructor for the next PT1’s course.After 2 years in the PT School, I welcomed a return to RM Poole as the UPTI (1997-99) and double- hatted as the Unit NBC Instructor, after completing the 3-week course at Winterbourne Gunner.Following this, and upon promotion to Colour Sergeant, I was then drafted back to the CTCRM Gymnasium as the inaugural Chief of Staff ‘upstairs’ and also as the Chief of Staff of the PT School combined… a position that I greatly relished.Unfortunately, during this period the incumbent IPTRM and AIPTRM were both unhappy with supposed instances of alleged nepotism regarding the selection of Staff Instructors and then changed PT Branch policy by banning the Staff PTI badge and instigating that only PT&SO’s were eligible to wear a red belt.Therefore, all Staff PTI’s that were still serving were stripped of their SPTI status and could only wear the insignia and belt of a PT1. Naturally, this decision and action still deeply upsets me to this day!I also gained valuable experience when being involved in pre-season fitness training and team-building with Exeter City FC, Reading FC, Notts County FC and Sheffield United FC. This led to being selected by the Commanding Officer to be on the DS team for the first visit to CTCRM of Sir Clive Woodward’s England Rugby Squad, in preparation for their forthcoming tour of the Southern Hemisphere and prior to their build-up for the 2003 Rugby World Cup. ! was very fortunate in having this additional experience and striking up a really good relationship with some of the England rugby elite.After serving with 45 Commando RM between 1999-2002 as Y Company TQ, I subsequently passed the ACC and was promoted to WO2 RM, taking up the position P Squadron Sgt Major, FPGRM. I did this for a year and was then drafted back to CTCRM as Deal Company Sgt Major, CTW. From here the pinnacle of my career was being selected to the rank of Warrant Officer 1st Class and the appointment of Assistant Inspector of Physical Training Royal Marines (AIPTRM).I relished the opportunity to help manage the structural integrity, promotions, career management and encouraging high standards and the esperit de corps of all Royal Marines PTI’s globally. During my tenure as AIPTRM, I was also fortunate to accompany the IPTRM on a Joint Services hierarchy visit to Lillehammer, Norway, to view the Inter-Services Winter Sports Championships.Being a former sprinter, I foolishly insisted on going down the ‘Cresta Run’ in the GB No. 1 Bobsleigh, with the GB No. 1 driver (who just happened to be a Royal Marine and good friend) and clocking up a very reputable time!231

Later, I was also fortunate to be able to run in the 2004 ‘Marine Corps Marathon’ in Washington DC in a time of 3hrs-44mins, whilst also supporting the RN/RM Marathon Team as they competed against the USMC Marathon Team.It was during this time that, as the AIPTRM, I also had the experience of organising the 2004 Olympiad-themed PT Branch Reunion, which turned out to be a great success.Following retirement from the Royal Marines in December 2005, I then worked overseas for nine years as a Military Contract Officer, appointed to the rank of Captain in the UAE Armed Forces. I was quite proud that my work and accomplishments helped me to become a respected role model for the whole of the UAE Armed Forces.After returning to the UK in January 2015, and working as a Close Protection Operative with tasks including front line security & surveillance operations in various international trouble-spots and providing personal protection for A-list celebrities and VIP’s.After this I was selected to become a Royal Navy & Royal Marines Careers Advisor, working at the Armed Forces Careers Office in Chelmsford, Essex. However, I resigned from the Naval careers Service in August 2021 and now currently work for a global premium chauffeur company as a course instructor, returning to my instructional roots by running chauffeur accreditation courses and teaching first aid for the Level 3 Emergency First Aid At Work Certificate.In summary, I have thoroughly enjoyed a wonderful and distinguished full career…. not just as a Royal Marines Physical Training Instructor for more than 17 of those years, but also as a Royal Marine Commando in the various units that I served in, including operational experience with 40 Commando in 1982 for Op. Corporate (Falklands War) and then in 1983, 1988 1993-94 with Op Banner in NI in Armagh, Forkhill and West Belfast, followed by Op Agricola in Pristina, Kosovo.Coupled with my experience as the AIPTRM it has all been quite a full career!I still love attending the PT Branch reunions and the committee meetings, always enjoy keeping abreast of what is happening in today’s Corps, as well as maintaining contact and the friendship with many of the PTI’s of yesteryear.Thanks to the Royal Marines and the PT Branch, I guess that you could say that I have had a pretty full and very active life and thank you all for those great experiences! Mens Sana in Corpore Sano.(Ricky Miller).232

EXPERIENCES OF A KITMAN TO THE ENGLAND RUGBY TEAM(SEPT 2002 - DEC 2015).DAVE TENNISONLike most Royal Marine PTI’s I’m thinking there can be no better feeling than competing at sport at the very highest level, what an emotional and exciting experience that must be! Sadly, I am not that athlete, but I do feel honoured and privileged that I was able to support the England Rugby Team for over 13 years.I witnessed both success and failure at close quarters, attended over 150 international matches in my role as Kitman at numerous venues around the world, including 4 Rugby World Cups (RWC) and a Lions Tour to New Zealand in 2005.To be present in the changing room for all those half time team talks, all those pre- and post-match briefings was insightful to say the least.Whilst flying business class to Australia, New Zealand, South Africa or Argentina each summer, getting a new suit annually and having free trainers for 13 years was a perk not to be sniffed at, the real bonus was being so close to the England team you could touch, smell and feel the energy that competitive sport brings out in elite athletes and it was this adrenalin buzz mixed with a very strong desire to WIN by all involved that fuelled my addictive personality for so long.During my time as Kitman, England had 5 Head Coaches, Clive Woodward, Andy Robinson, Brian Ashton, Martin Johnson and finally Stuart Lancaster. They all had their own leadership style, and you will have your own opinion on how successful each of them were.The pinnacle of achievement in England Rugby is without doubt the winning of the RWC in 2003. It’s one of those rare occasions in life when you can remember exactly where you where the night Martin Johnson raised the Webb Ellis trophy above his head in front of an army of England supporters!Fortunately for me, I was stood on the same podium, just a bit further down the line. After the medal presentation I walked around the pitch perimeter, behind the players but alongside my good friend and England scrummage coach, Phil Keith-Roach. It was great to witness the players being cheered for the sporting heroes they were after a truly memorable final, climaxing by that drop goal in extra time by Jonny Wilkinson! My abiding memory of that night was looking into the crowd and seeing a sea of smiling faces, a picture of true happiness reflected back to me from all those wearing the white shirt of England.The reception on arrival back in the UK was surreal as thousands of people flocked to Heathrow to welcome the team back, cars were just abandoned on roundabouts as fans rushed to get to a vantage point. A few weeks later there was an open bus tour through the streets of London where it was estimated half a million supporters lined the streets. Then a reception at No. 10 Downing Street, followed by a visit to Buckingham Palace, it really was the stuff of fairy tales, a once in a lifetime experience!If the RWC in Australia was logistically challenging that was nothing compared to the Lions Tour in New Zealand 2 years later. For that tour I was able to nominate my own assistant and I had to select somebody who had a real passion and enthusiasm for the job, somebody who would always put the team first and would work tirelessly for the cause until he dropped – step forward former PTI Dave ‘Dondo’ Pearson!Dave Tennison (Back row Right) on his PTI Course in 1991.233

234If I felt I was in a privileged position before then it only got better when I was able to share the experience with a fellow Royal, a good mate whose values and work ethic had been moulded like mine, firstly in Royal Marine recruit training and then later honed to perfection by the PT Branch.That Lions Tour was a great tour except for the results on the pitch - but that’s where it matters the most. Two years later after that unbelievable RWC reception we were greeted on our return from The Lions Tour at the airport by just two men and a dog!Dondo Pearson became my part-time assistant in November 2012, he had an even better gig than me, attending matches both home and away and the summer tours to Argentina and South Africa as part of the summer tour in 2013 & 2014 as well as the pre RWC training camp in Colorado 2015. That really was a case of ‘Royal on Tour’, but those stories are best left for another day!The England rugby team usually play 11-12 international matches a year. The programme starts in the autumn with 3 or 4 matches played at Twickenham against teams visiting from the Southern Hemisphere, then from Feb through March there are 5 matches in the 6 Nations competition and finally a summer tour usually of 3 matches to one of the Southern Hemisphere countries with the RWC played every 4 years.Prior to each of these competitions the players get together two weeks before to prepare and those17-20 weeks of the year are the most exciting. The week before a test match is planned well in advance and each test week follows the same pattern and timings with only minor changes for the Six-Nation away matches. Like all the other members of the support staff (medical, nutrition, strength and conditioning, media) my job was to support the players and coaching staff throughout the week to the best of my ability and then on match day my specific role was to prepare the England changing room for the team’s arrival.Home matches run like clockwork, I knew the cleaning staff will have done a great job and the changing room would be look immaculate, I knew the security staff, all ground staff and all the match day staff too so if there was an issue there were plenty of people willing to help out. Contrast this to an away match in France or Italy where I’ve turned up on match day to find that I can’t park the kit van closeto the changing rooms to unload and when I do get there the changing rooms are locked and there is nobody on hand who speaks English!You can quickly see that away matches become a more challenging environment, the clock is running with the players and coaches arriving just 90 minutes before kick-off. At Twickenham the England changing room is permanently branded and the players’ wooden plaques are fixed in place by the chippy the day before. For away matches I have to brand the changing room myself, it’s a bit like preparing for a ‘Free Ac’ period, but Dondo and I did a bit more than putting out Smudges infamous ‘Sport for All’ banners!The day before a match the players do a light training session at the stadium, we are playing at which gives me a chance to see the changing rooms, decide where each player will sit, where the coaches are going to change and where the medical team are going to work from. The players are the priority and due to lack of room the coaches have been known to change in the shower area before. Match Day is exhausting for all concerned, particularly for the players who have done battle for 80 minutes! A winning result can lift morale sky high, but when the team lose, we still have to pack everything away, but we are very mindful of the team's mood.During those 13 years there have been many interesting experiences, far too many to write about here, being involved in sport at the very highest level really is a PTI’s dream. The players of course are just normal people, they just happen to be the very best rugby players in the country. They have a great sense of humour, they have a good crack and enjoy each other's company, but when they get together a test match is not too far away, so downtime is rare, and training and test match preparation can be very intense indeed.

Test weeks are great because you are preparing and building up to a match and at the end of that80 minutes there is a result and then you go again. I love sport at the highest level, I love competition and I am not averse to travelling business class and staying in 5-star hotels and we all like free kit, don’t we?The best part of the job was being able to share a match day with family or friends, even if I only just saw them briefly. Many of you are rugby fans, some of you have been to England matches, may have visited the England changing room, or attended lunch, or after match drinks. It was great to share these occasions with you and fantastic to see so meet so many PTI’s on my travels.Dave Tennison.235The after-match celebration - RWC Final in 2003Me & Dondo – with the Calcutta Cup!The England Rugby Team changing room in Paris - 2015The England changing room- after refurbishment(Left) The support staff from RWC 2003. In the background is a large sign which reads 'Winning Is Why We Are Here, Nothing Else Matters’.We took this sign from England to Australia, and I made sure it was the first thing the players saw when they entered the changing room at every match!It was this single mindset and attitude of the whole squad which was instrumental in winning the 2003 Rugby World Cup.The England RWC support staff in 2003.

SO – YOU WANT TO BE A PTI?(BY L/CPL PEARSON)A SNAPSHOT OF THE PT2 1/20 COURSE (27 JULY - 4 DECEMBER, 2020)“In your place for the camp circuit… GO!”These are the words of command that I thoughtI would never hear again, until the 27th July 2020, whilst sprinting out of the gym ready to double mark time on the main drag!“JP”For god’s sake man, why are you doing this to yourself again, you’re not even good at camp circuits, you’re always last!”. but like the five other lads, we were all were willing to do so, for the same goal, to be Royal Marine Physical Training Instructors.Ready to embark on the hardest four months of our lives - whatever was thrown at us, we were willing to do for the coveted white vest with cross clubs! Little did we know what we had ahead of us.We had heard the dits spun from other PTIs, but nothing was going to prepare us for what was to come. The mornings, peeling ourselves out of our pits at05.00 to get some food on board, sitting in anticipation knowing what was about to happen. Knowing we had to be ready, good to go on the red line for 06.30 hrs.The 3 - 4 trips to the toilet, whilst setting the beam and ropes up and warming up prior to starting. The trembling thud, as Sgt Carter’s foot beats into the gym floor at 06.29, letting the duty student know when to sprint up to him to report “The PT2 course 1/20 ready for PT prac!” - a feeling that will last with us for eternity!“Touching all 4 corners of the gymnasium, and on your spot double marking time… GO”. This was it; we know for the next 60 to 75 minutes we were going to be hanging out. Six weeks go by, and we are doing to same thing, but this time with the men in white with marking sheets, scrutinising every movement.The feeling of getting out of the gym was amazing. No more 6am prac. sessions, morale was at an all- time high! Onto the bottom field, where we could start doing some good phys that would prepare us for the commando tests. This was the point where the time seemed to fly by. Busy days with phys, IMF assessments and striking, planning, prepping, and taking circuits.On top of the lectures and other admin. Before we knew it, bottom field pass out sprung upon us!We knew all that separated us from the commando phase was a rope climb, timed run through of assault course, 200m fireman carry and a regain, twice - showing that we could not only do what the recruits and YO’s do but do it twice – and faster!236

“Yes lads, another blue tick on the board boys”. Seemed the be the phrase we were saying a few times now. More and more assessments ticked off, starting to feel like we were nearly there.Before we knew it, we were throwing ourselves off the “Death” Slide and sprinting around the public pathsof Woodbury Common, crawling through the tunnels and picking up the parts of my soul that I had left as a recruit 6.5 years ago whilst on my commando tests.We were in touching distance of finishing the arduous and highly respected PT2 course! With our kidneys half full of painkillers trying to get through the days. Every evening we would say, “Gen mate, we haven’t half put our bodies through hell on this course, have we?”. Luckily, the cubes and golden gills board kept our bodies going, with the numerous cryotherapy sessions throughout the week. Neptune definitely played a big part in helping us recover!By the time the 11th November, PT2 course 1/20 we were running down the main drag for the last time, p**s wrapped from the endurance course, and sprinting past Sgt Carter and his clipboard stood by the 25m range at CTCRM. That was it, we had finished our commando tests!What better way to finish the commando tests, than having a shot of port and having your course 2 i/c dress up and play in goal for a football shootout - missing gets you a one-way ticket doing a lap of the assault course! Luckily for myself and my knees I was in the winner’s enclosure. That was it, all physical tests done and dusted.Back in the cowshed, with the cafetière brewing an order of well-deserved coffee, morale was at its highest, bar a week of Royal Marines Close Combat we had finished the PT2 syllabus.How did we managed to do this we asked? The highs and lows that come with such a hard course, the early mornings and late night, the cuts, bruises, and damage to the body, but the ability to keep going. Always striving to do our best in everything we did and will continue to do in the branch.PT2 course 1/20 started with six and finished with five passes. Bonds and friendships made stronger through hardship and laughter, but what a privilege it is to say we are Royal Marine Physical Training Instructors! A part of our lives that we will never forget. Thank you and “finish instructor!” L/Cpl Pearson.237

*Many sources say that the first known written record of the above proverb is in American educator Thomas H Palmer's Teacher's Manual (1840) although this is open to some dispute.*'Tis a lesson you should heed – Try again;If at first you don’t succeed, Try again.Then your courage should appear; For if you will persevere,You will conquer, never fear, Try again.Once or twice though you should fail, If you would at last prevail,Try again.If we strive, 'tis no disgrace Though we did not win the race – What should you do in that case? Try again.If you find your task is hard. Try again;Time will bring you your reward, Try again;All that other folk can do,Why with patience should not you? Only keep this rule in view,Try again.(Right): A cartoon offering by former Corps Heavyweight Boxing Champion and PTI, PO/X 4897 Charles Forrest. The “It Will Come” board was displayed for many years in the PT School Annexe at Deal for all qualifying PTI’s to observe.TIPS ON BECOMING A ROYAL MARINES PTI:To become a Royal Marines PTI has been something very special to achieve for over 100 years. Nothing worthwhile has ever been achieved without a great deal of hard work!Always remember: ‘IF AT FIRST YOU DON’T SUCCEED, THEN TRY, TRY, TRY AGAIN!’238

Qualifying P.R.T.I. Course (1940’s)Subject: PointsP.T. Class Taking 200P.T. Practical 50Fencing 80Swimming 40Medical 50Boxing 50Apparatus 150Recreational Training 50Close Combat 50P.E. Class Taking 60P.T. Paper 100B.T. Class Taking 60Note-Book 30Athletics 130Total Points: 1,000Qualifying P.R.T.I. Course (1930’s)Subject: PointsP.T. Class Taking 200P.T. Practical 100B.T. Class Taking 100B.T. Practical 100P.E. Class Taking 50First Aid 50Boxing 100Bayonet Fencing 100Sabre 100Swimming 50Apparatus 50Written Paper 100Vaulting 50Note-Book 50Athletics 130Total Points: 1,330Qualifying P.T.2 Course (1960’s)Subject: Points:P.T. Practical 50P.T. Class Taking 150R.T. Class Taking 50Vaulting 50Agility 50Parallel Bars 50Horizontal Bar 50High Box 50Swimming 50Athletics 50Boxing 50Fencing 50Games Paper 100Medical Paper 50P.T. Paper 100Course Report 50Total Points: 1,000Qualifying P.T.2 Course (1950’s)Subject: Points:P.T. Practical 50P.T. Class Taking 200P.E. Class Taking 30R.T. Class Taking 30Vaulting 50Agility 50Parallel Bars 50Horizontal Bar 50Swimming 50Athletics 50Boxing 50Fencing 50Football 20Medical 20Paper 100Paper 2 100Course Record 50Total Points: 1,000Qualifying P.R.T.I. Course (1970’s)Subject: PointsSwedish Class Taking 100Group Activity 100Vaulting 50Parallel Bars 50Horizontal bar 50Agility 50P.T. Theory 100Major Games 50Minor Games 50General Duties 50Medical 50Swimming 100Athletics 100PT Practical 50Course Mark 50Total Points: 1,000THE RM PT2 INSTRUCTOR COURSE SYLLABI (1930-1970’S):239

THE STRAGHAN TROPHY - KEEPING IT IN THE FAMILY!In 1868, Captain John Straghan RM (having been passed as ‘Certified’ by the Army in Woolwich in March 1869) became the first Royal Marines ‘Inspector of Gymnasia’ and in 1871 he would have overseen the building of the new gymnasium for the Royal Marines in Deal.Captain Straghan RM held the appointment until 1876, retiring with the rank of Major, and after his departure continuous appointments of other gymnasia-qualified officers then followed.In honour of Captain Straghan RM as the very first Inspector of Gymnasia in 1868, The Straghan Trophyis now awarded to the best Qualifier on every PT2 Course.It is certainly not the first time that sons of Royal Marines PTI’s have followed their father’s fine example and joined both the Royal Marines and have also become PTI’s.However, it was certainly a special occasion for former WO1 PTI and Corps RSM Phil Gilby MBE and his wife Anita, on Tuesday 19th May 2020, when their son Connor not only passed out as a PT2, but was also awarded the Straghan Trophy, as the best qualifier on the PT2 Course.What made this even more special was that Phil himself had also been awarded the Straghan Trophy some 26 years previous. Many congratulations to the Gilby family for this fine achievement!(Above): The original 1867 plan for the first Royal Marines gymnasium in Deal.An early 1900’s photo of RMLI Physical Training Officers with their Staff Instructor.240

AGAINST THE HEAD – A CAMEO APPEARANCE AS A PT&SOBY MAJOR RICK HALL RMI scraped into the Corps with poor eyesight and minimum academic quals in 1979 and finally left at the age of 61 in Aug 2022, after a few extra years in Full Time Reserve (FTRS) Contracts. Four of those 43 years were spent outside, so I was in rig for a little over 39 years, all told, but I’m proud to be one of the few who have served in six different decades and I’m delighted to have known and served with a number of stalwarts of the PT Branch.I loved YO training. It was where I wanted to be and, whilst never shining, I like to think I muddled through with few problems. Staff Instructor Len Scott was our Batch PTI and what a fabulous example of a RM SNCO he was.Fast forward to September 1984. I was midway through my second tour in 45 Commando as its Assistant Training Officer and the Adjutant, Pat Parsons, called me in to tell me that he was sending me on a PT&SO Course. I had always wanted to be an ML, but my poor eyesight meant that I couldn’t reada map at night by red torchlight, so I was quite relieved to have my next “career move” decided for me. I spent the 1985 Winter deployment preparing for the Course, which started just after Easter Leave.My course-mates were a skinny runner called Haydn Reesand a short-arse Corps Commission lad called Simon Pritchard.It soon became clear that I was the fat knacker, but we quickly bonded and discovered our strengths and weaknesses1 under the patient and expert tutelage of Course Instructor Sgt Paul “Codhead” Dixon, a Corps footballer of some repute.These were still the days of pussers daps which needed whitening every night and we would gather in the dhobi room of the Officers’ Mess to crack that admin burden, often accompanied by a sneaky fag or two.Dixie couldn’t believe it when he discovered we were all closet smokers and beasted us senseless the following day!Alongside us was a PT1 Course containing Iegends such as Chris Bateman, Andy Mitchell2,Al Muckle, Bill O’Donnell, Shaun Parkin, Mick Reece and Dave Richardson. We amalgamated for a joint Course passout display and having started the Course with the lowest power-weight ratio, I was super- proud to be selected alongside Dave Richardson3 for the beams presentation of various heaves, circle- ups etc.I was appointed to BRNC Dartmouth, as was Andy Mitchell, a native of the town. It was not my first experience of the Naval College and its quirks, having attended a Professional Studies Coursethere at the end of 1981, so I knew what to expect.However, when helping to host a visiting Admiral, who happened to be President of RN Boxing, I was not prepared to be thrust in front of him to answer what was seemingly his most pressing question.“Why don’t you coach and develop boxing here?” He demanded. I stammered something ridiculous4 about it perhaps not being considered an officer-like sport at which, with a baleful glare he dismissed me with the words, “Horse manure!” and I was ushered out of the spotlight.1 Haydn ran like the wind, Simon was a brilliant gymnast, and I could throw weights around. 2 Who, at nearly 18 stone, was the only one who could do a standing backward somersault! 3 Or maybe it was just because we had similar ‘taches?!241

The best bit about Dartmouth was getting away from the place to play rugby for the Corps.My first game had been in 1982 in Chatham against the Royal Engineers. I was flankedat loose-head by Sgt Jim Martin, also playing his first game for the Corps, and at tight-head by Cpl Ivor “The Engine” Bevan. Ivor was an old-hand and, having eyed-up the opposition front row, who all stood at 6-foot, he said with a chuckle, “No problem, we’ll get right underneath these bastards.”How wrong he was, it turned out that this was a seasoned trio who normally represented the West of Scotland. We spent the first half scrums bent double – the first ball I successfully hooked was with my head! How we ended up drawing 4-4 I don’t know; all I knew was that my back hurt.I played a few games for the Corps in the 80s and early 90s but my crowning glory as a rugby player was winning the Argyll Bowl in (I think) 1991. The CTCRM Front Row was the Adjutant, Bill Dunham, the RSM, Yorkie Perry and yours truly. Our combined age was over 100 but we warmed up like never before and managed to beat 42 Commando in a thrilling game. Best of all for me was that I took a couple against the head from one of my rivals for the Corps Hooker spot, Daisy May. The pic below has done the rounds but is my favourite team phot of all time and features some wonderful Royal Marines, including Shiner Wright, Martyn Sweett and John Sharples from the PT Branch.I played with many other PTIs: Taff Tidcombe, Ginge Wilkins, Ceri Williams, Shaun Parkin (nicest bloke in the world) and the unforgettably awesome Roger Tinson stand out, together with PT officers Ozzy Roberts, Corrin Palmer and Steve Hughes. It was to the latter, an England B international, that I threw an over-the-top and mercifully straight (for once) lineout ball for him to catch and charge over the line to score against Tiverton one evening– one of life’s little wins I remember.4 ….but probably not completely inaccurate!242

There were many others of whom I have fond memories. I have to claim some responsibility for inflicting Paul Gellender on the Corps having trained him in 1982, whilst Steve Crouden (another closet specs wearer) and I first met on our Jungle Warfare Course in 1988 - a man I admire greatly for his fitness, dry humour and consummate professionalism.I was lucky to stay involved in Corps Rugby after my playing days were over. One of my dearest possessions is an old-style shirt framed with the message:Presented to Maj Rick Hall. Finally kicked into touch as Player, Secretary and Chairman of the Royal Marines Rugby Football Club.As a member of the RMA Rugby Branch my second (non-playing) tour to Gibraltar stands out when I was billeted with Jim Martin, Bob Ewen, Jim Giles, Roger Tinson and his son, Mark, also a PTI, King’s Badgeman and a chip off the old block. After Night One all the old men woke up, hungover, desperate for a pee and shuffling around, only to be mustered 5 minutes later for a bollocking by Tinson Junior: “Gents, clean the heads after you, shut the bloody lid and sort out all your pills – it’s like f***g Boots in there!”I loved my time in the Corps. It was what I had wanted to do since I was 8 years old, inspired initially by Captain Hurricane of the Valiant comic!My career was long but indistinguished - largely,I think, because I never took life or myself seriously enough.I was always too quick to see the funny side and my childish and often cynical sense of humour often upset those with more focus.For that, I blame Monty Python. As for the PT Branch, this cartoon sums me up in a vest; considerable bulk, not much grace, in touch with his feminine side5 and now pruning roses. This image has adorned the cover of my PT&SO Course Affairs Book since 1985 and it still contains all my notes and handouts.I am very proud of my short time as a “springer” but having squeezed into a vest for only 18 months of my time in the Corps I never really considered myself a worthy member of the Branch so have never been to a PT Reunion.After some prompting by Graeme Armour and Peter Brown, 2023 will be my first, and I look forward to seeing some old friends.RICK HALL5 OK, cross-dresser!243

MEMORIES OF A FORMER PT&SO:- COL. GRAEME ARMOUR RM RECALLS HIS GLORY YEARS!After almost 36 years of service, and as I approach my final days in the Corps, I think it’s time for some unashamed reminiscing about my time as a PT&SO, and my contact with members of the PT Branch, which has been a “golden thread” running throughout my Royal Marines career.Where else to start but at the beginning? Like all prospective Bootnecks, my first encounter with a PTI was on a Potential Recruits or Officers course, and for me it was C/Sgt Pete Best, on a POC in1985. I was a fit youngster back then and I passed, but as a wee innocent lad from Northern Ireland, with no grasp of world affairs or international relations, I completely floundered at my Admiralty Interview Board (AIB).However, I was determined to join the Corps as early as I could, so I quickly found myself back on a Potential Recruits Course and then a member of 507 Troop. We formed up on 5 Nov 1985 with “Fairly Famous” Keith Mills, of South Georgia fame, as our Troop OC. Our Troop PTI was the legendary and incredibly supportive Bernie Plunkett, who is still a friend to this day.Unsurprisingly, with Bernie’s expertise in unarmed combat (or “Jap-Slapping” as he jokingly called it), 507 Troop soon found itself as the “Royal Marines Unarmed Combat Display Team”, and we performed at shows all around the country. Chatting to pretty local girls and sinking many pints of cider before the long bus journey back to Lympstone was well worth all the sprained wrists and bruised ribs!The other PTI who stood out at that time was big Ginge Wilkins, who was in his very impressive bodybuilding prime! He ably assisted Bernie in getting us to an excellent standard for our IMF Passout. Under Bernie’s diligent instruction, 507 Troop, the King’s Squad, passed out for duty on27 June, 1986. We were delighted to meet up again for our 30th reunion at Lympstone in June 2016 (picture below). Bernie can be seen here with his carrier bag, full of “gizzits” from the PRI Shop.My first draft after recruit training was 42 Commando, where I joined Lima Coy and met the inspirational Billy Saunderson. Up until then I thought I was a reasonable runner, but I soon found out that running in 42 Cdo was in a completely different league - the hills around Bickleigh were perfect for “It Pays to be a Winner” and Billy could play that game all day! Moreover, thepre-Mountain Training winter runs with Billy along the River Plym were never complete without a swim in the freezing cold river; these harsh training evolutions undoubtedly stood us in good stead when we got to Norway!244

My first Winter deployment was spent at Giendesheim, where I was taught to ski by Jim Oakley, who was later to achieve some considerable fame in the Corps, not just for his skiing, windsurfing and mountain-biking, but as “Jack-It-Up-Jim”, due to his unbelievable ability to squeeze every penny out of Corps funds to pay for numerous adventure training expeditions!Stuart James was a Troop Commander in K Coy. Stu was one of the most outstanding sportsmen I have ever met - and he was destined to become a PT&SO. He could turn his hand to anything- and would easily make it into any Corps team….in any sport, but he particularly excelled at cricket and squash. I had played quite a bit of squash at school, so I started playing again and Stu introduced me to Corps squash legends such as Gary Batchelor, Al Dunphy, Ken Pearce, and many others.Stu also pestered me to have another crack at becoming an officer, so after yet another POC and AIB I found myself back at CTCRM, this time as a member of YO Batch May 88.I was welcomed into the Officers Mess by ex-PTI Bill Neilson, the Mess Secretary. C/Sgt Bagsy Baker looked after us for the first few weeks, until our official Batch PTI arrived, and the much-feared SPTI C/Sgt Paul (Dixie) Dixon! As a Batch we could not have asked for a better PTI, and he was also great fun. Like Bernie, Dixie was determined to get as many of his trainees through Commando Course as possible.(Photos above): C/Sgt Paul (Dixie) Dixon on the YO May 88, Nine-mile speed march. Our batch passed out with 12 YOs in total, with two prospective PT&SOs - Bruce Parry is in the middle of the front rank and I was traffic guide, of course!245I have heard people comment that, in the 1980s, instructors at CTCRM tried to “weed out” those recruits or YO’s who were seen as weak or performing badly. In my experience the complete opposite is true - instructors such as Bernie Plunkett and Paul Dixon regularly gave up their evenings to help any trainees who were struggling with rope climbing, vaulting or even having a bit of a wobble about being away from home.I’m proud to observe that the RM PT specialisation is not a place for uncaring, metronomic, shouting robots - it’s a Branch that is blessed with instructors who can nurture and get the very best out of every individual.By complete coincidence, my own personal mentor in YO training was the CTCRM PT&SO, Lt Austin Roberts, yet another outstanding sportsman and a particularly good back row rugby player. Dixie and Austin certainly got the best out of me and I managed to get both the Commando Medal and the PT Medal.

My first assignment as an officer was as OC 5 Troop, Bravo Coy, 40 Commando. Again, I fell on my feet, as I was surrounded by more outstanding PTIs. We deployed to Brunei on Ex. Curry Trail.Imagine being an inexperienced Troop Commander with the likes of Dominic (Blue) Troulan, Steve (Shiner) Wright and Marty Pelling (not a PTI, but a superb PW, who later became a fine RSM), as your three Section Corporals. I soon learnt not to make any big decisions without consulting these three, and as a result, I had an armchair ride. I watched other Troop Commanders, without such wise mentors, make all the usual elementary young officer mistakes.I am forever grateful that I had such outstanding role models looking after me. All three went on to have outstanding careers in and out of the Corps, and it would be remiss of me not to also mention Micky Hart, also in the front row, who was a talented young L/Cpl and footballer. He later became an officerin the Royal Army Medical Corps. Another prospective RSM is in the rear rank - Buck Ryan - back then, he was a young fresh-faced sprog Marine.After my troop commanding time, I was assigned back to 42 Commando, and amazingly, back to Lima Coy, this time as the Company 2IC. I noticed that the Coy Storeman was a very talented, larger than life character and also a bit of a wheeler-dealer…….a certain L/Cpl Scotty Mills.Scotty was irrepressibly cheerful and always smiling and has been a super friend and colleague over the years, but back then I’m convinced that he pulled the wool over my eyes on more than one occasion, particularly during Friday morning stores musters. “Don’t you worry Sir, it’s all there….honest” he would say, smiling cheerfully, ushering me out the door.And of course, it was, but he still caused me heart palpitations on the CO’s Supersession Muster. Scotty, as I’m sure all readers of this article will know, became not just an outstanding PTI, but rose to become a superb IPTRM and also the leader of a World Record Speed March Team….and is also a bit of a black belt on social media.It was certainly a boisterous time at CTCRM and the Staff Changing Room was a crucible for wild and whacky ideas. Thankfully I had an exceptional Chief of Staff in Paul Gellender and UPTI’s, such as Richard Lake-Bullen and Mitch Mitchell to help keep order. The Imperial Staff were naturally over-competitive in everything - Unit Swimming Championships, Sports Days, Free-Activity events, Dragon Boat Racing, even in competitions such as Lympstone’s Biggest Sandwich.Uber-competitive Dave Richardson was the worst - he would challenge anyone, at any sport! Eventually, he ran out of squash players to play for Christmas Raffle tickets, so he would challenge the non-squash players with offers such as: “Ten tickets - I’ll give you an 8-0 start, you can have the serve, I’ll be outside the court door….and… I’ll have the cover on my racquet!”Naturally, he would still win! I loved the banter and the characters on the PT staff.On another occasion I recall sitting in the Changing Room having a quiet wet before heading home to Exmouth. I looked up - Blue Troulan stood in the doorway of the changing room - he’d recently taken up golf and had a club in his hand - I looked down and saw that he was “addressing” a golf ball. I thought to myself “nobody in his right mind would hit a golf ball into a packed changing room!” I hadn’t accounted for the Troulan Factor. Of course, he hit it! It ricocheted around like a bullet; thankfully nobody was seriously injured. We collapsed into fits of (relieved) laughter!246

The talent on the staff was exceptional. A good example was Ross Barbour, who was already the No1 Navy Skier. Ross had just competed and won the “Britain’s Fittest Man” competition. Obviously, in his annual 365A, I marked him up as a ’10’ for Physical Fitness. I was forced by my Company Commander to downgrade it - “Nobody gets a 10 in a 365A .…for anything” he told me. Bizarre!We also had the incredibly talented John Morgan on the staff at the time, and readers may recalla certain front page of The Sun newspaper, with John in his “exotic dancer” role, with only a Green Beret superimposed to cover his modesty! That front page and a few other boisterous staking-out incidents resulted in several “interviews without coffee” with the Commandant, but the ‘highs’ of my time as Lympstone’s PT&SO very definitely outweighed the ‘lows’, and my son Patrick was born then too.My time at CTCRM was my last proper PT&SO role, however, I have undoubtedly used my PT skills, expertise and most importantly, my PTI mindset throughout my Royal Marines career.I have also been exceptionally fortunate to have organised and participated on many sports tours and Adventure Training expeditions, usually with PTIs forming the backbone of the team.These include: Dragon Boat World Championships in Hong Kong, with Branch stalwarts such as: Marcus Divencenzo, Paul Curry, Scouse Mulvihill, Paul Gellender, Col Bollwell, Paul Dixon, John Morgan, Shaun Webber, and me as Steersman. Navy Skiing with Ross Barbour and Jim Oakley, although I could never convince them to free the heel and ski properly, in true Telemark style!I also managed to cram in a total of four international squash tours - twice to the USA, with Dave Richardson and twice to South Africa, with PTI chums, such as Stan Bloomer, Richie Hall, Paul Curry, Paul Gellender and Lee (Wevs) Weatherall.The professional highlight of my RM career was undoubtedly as the Commanding Officerof 1 Assault Group RM (2014-16), now re-named 47 Commando, in Devonport. It was an honour and a privilege and again, I was supported by two outstanding PTIs: Sgt Stevie Elliot, who was also a tireless organiser of the RN/RM Motorcycle Racing Club, and Sgt Bertie Basset who, amongst numerous superb Unit events and PT sessions, created an outstanding Unit PRI shop in Devonport. The shop was opened by HRH Prince Phillip - on one of his final visits to Plymouth as our Captain General.I think that I should probably stop here, before this rather self-indulgent note becomes even more lengthy, but hey, I’m leaving! As I look back on my fantastically enjoyable and incredibly varied Royal Marines journey, the PT Branch has undoubtedly been that golden thread, running throughout my career.While our PT Branch motto resonates with us all, I can’t help but think that “Work Hard - Play Hard”is equally appropriate and I have had an absolute blast!I apologise if I have left anyone out from my rambling tale, but rest assured that the support, advice, boundless enthusiasm and friendship of the PT Branch has been the bedrock of my career - andI thank each and every one of you. Mens Sana in Corpore Sano!Graeme Armour.(Colonel Graeme Armour MA, Royal Marines).247

MY JOURNEY AS A PTI CORPS STANDARD-BEARER:JOHN FARLIEMy journey as a Corps Standard Bearer started like a lot of former Royals when I decided to retire from work and join my local RMA, Welwyn Garden City. It was then suggested that I might consider becoming the branch standard bearer, so I did.Sometime later, another suggestion was made, that the bearer of the RMA National Standard at the time had carried it for some years and never been seriously challenged and as a former PTI I should take up the challenge at the next competition!As I needed some expert instruction in the art of carrying the standard, I got in touch with the local Royal British Legon branch, who were very helpful but also found the situation of a former Royal Marine needing extra drill instruction very amusing!The RMA competition that October at CTCRM would be judged by serving drill instructors. To make sure I was dressed according to the RMA manual, I firstly purchased a pair of officer’s shoes and then got the unofficial Portsmouth Band shoe sprayer to give me the best shoe-shine ever! Next job,I purchased a pair of drum major gauntlets as they look better than normal leather ones. The last things to get were a new beret, blazer, badge and grey trousers, I was now ready but still rather apprehensive.However, I entered the RMA Standard-bearer competition at CTCRM (part of the annual RMA weekend) and actually won it – the first RM PTI to do so! Having won the competition, I then looked forward to the privilege of carrying the RMA National Standard for the 2011 year.That particular year was extremely busy, as there were many casualties coming back from Afghanistan and where I was asked to parade the Corps standard at their repatriation at Brize Norton - and then sadly at their funerals across the UK. I also attended many other routine countrywide events that the RMA arranged during the year.I had many memorable times during the year but one that stands out was travelling with major Malcolm Covan to unveil the monument to the Cockleshell Heroes in the South of France.During that year I also accepted the appointment of Honorary Secretary to RMA PT Branch and along with Peter Brown and a very generous sum of money from a former PTI, set about acquiring our first RMA standard for the PT Branch.I then proudly carried our standard for the next nine years, until my worn-out knees couldn’t take the long periods of standing and pleaded to be put on light duties (I have now had a knee replacement operation). I was very proud and felt highly privileged, but also sad, to be asked many times to attend former PTIs funerals during my time.However, it is a great honour to represent the Corps and the PT Branch, and I hope that others will follow and “do their bit”.John Farlie248

John Farlie with the ‘Commando 999 Challenge’ PTI’s:At the Tower of London with former RM Andy Merry(Above left): Leading the annual Corps Graspan Parade on Horse Guards Parade. (Right): “Dip Standards!”Three PTI’s on the Graspan Parade – a first? (L to R) Peter Brown (RMA City of London) Jeff Trail (RMA Exmouth) & John Farlie (RMA PT Branch).249

250REFLECTIONS AND RAMBLINGS – BILL HOWIE:When your thoughts return to people for whom you have respect, It’s impossible to refer to them and be ‘politically correct’,Black or white or yellow or brown, we didn’t give a stuff,If you’ ve been initiated into the Branch, that was good enough. As a Branch we were a cocktail of Paddies, Jocks and Taffs, Brummies, Geordies, Yorkies and Scousers, a bellyful of laughs.How else would you refer to ‘Darky’ Nick, or ‘Paddies’ like Crompton or Rae, ‘Taff ’ Rees or ‘Jock’ McPike, is there any other way?Stories of Terry Harrison running round Drill Field,In a vastly different colour, as though his skin had just been peeled, Caused some old dear from Hamilton Road, who was suitably alarmed, To telephone the Deal police for fear this chap was harmed,And reported to the Constable she'd had this awful fright,‘This poor black man in barracks had been caught and painted white’. It’s unthinkable the ‘Imperial Staff’ would do this to a man,For we didn’t have a Wizard, and we weren’t the Ku Klux Klan.But Terry was the kind of lad with whom you didn’t trifle, Just ask Johnny Ellis what happened to his rifle!But John became a football coach, probably the best,With Johnny Bickford, Johnny Scott, Jimmy Foy and all the rest. Periodically, “egg chasers’ would enjoy their share of glories, Andy Higginson, and Denis Brown, they could tell some stories.An abundance of great Judo stars, Fred Cummings springs to mind, Archie McMorran and Peter Brown weren’t far behind.Outstanding sportsman ‘Hig the Pig’ —you'd pick him for your team, When it came to winners ‘Anthony George’ was just the cream.His ruthlessness was legend, at the Tunney Cup you’d see The intrepid warrior, Hig the Pig, break a leg or three.He took a horse from stables, across the Common on a ‘hack’, When he returned, the saddle was gone, they never got it back. It seemed the horse had bolted and thrown Tony in the gorse, Then took its saddle off in Tony’s cabin, a truly remarkable horse.(Ed): Former AIPTRM & RSM Bill Howie RM has served both the PT Branch and the Corps very well– as well as on the football pitch! Here, in his following poem, Bill has displayed his incredible knowledge of PT Branch characters over the years between 1950-2000. Thank you, Bill, for providing us PT Branch Veterans with such vividly accurate memories of some remarkable characters!REFLECTIONS AND RAMBLINGS:FROM BILL HOWIE

251Respected gymnasts who come to mind, Vic Harris and Dinger Bell, Mick Euridge, John Farlie, Tansy Lee, Olly and Del,Remember all the athletes obsessed with their physique, Planning to perfection when they'd be at their peak.And then there were the ‘Gladiators’, the men obsessed with bulk, Geordie Watts the athlete, Ted Kelland the ‘Incredible Hulk’.Some excellent all-rounders who had talent and desire to win, The controversial Tony Toms would beat them by a chin.And what about our pugilists, Derek Evans and Ben Ford, John Thatcher, Maurice Wylie, Jim Cronk, Mick Rutherford,Staff Instructors like Bill Chisholm, Sandy MacVicar and Ron Moyse, International fencers like the incomparable Martin Joyce.Going back in history John Savage would be there,With the one and only Tommy Lenham sitting in the ‘Chair’, Characters like ‘Styx’ Burrows, Mac Mackenzie and Alec Lynn, ‘Trog’ Royle, Bill Nixon and ‘Mick the Pill’ would all be in.Joey Harman, Gordon Russell and creatures of that ilk,Chris Young for initiations, stored dirty nappies and sour milk. Physiotherapists Cliff McGaughey, Phil Jones and Arwyn Rees, Archie Houston and Mark Savery, who both joined the police, Wilson, Forrest and ‘Doughnut’, who all took to the air,Nev Ayling and Keith Hardy, a ‘mickey’ taking pair, Gerry Hannah and the elephant, Bungy and the pig, Runs ashore at Lympstone complete with dress and wig.The swimming baths’ fraternity, Joe Havenhand and Rad, Bill Sewell, Jimmy Rains and ‘Johnno’, when he was a lad,Wing Sergeants’ Major like Pat Maxwell, Bill Sykes and Mike Gibson, Brian Stokes, John Stark, the intensity of Ken Wilson,Re-union stalwarts, Joe Field, Norman Joy and the like,The incredible Charles Forrest, who travels down by motor bike, ‘Stix’ Hawes and ‘Punchy’ Rice, Pete Marshall and Ron Hubble,Ensure Plymouth, Pompey and Kent Branches are kept well out of trouble.Dicky Dart the pongo, when we tied him to a chair,And sat him in the crashing waves, he said he didn’t care. Like King Canute at Walmer he couldn’t turn the tide,So we took him to the swimming baths and once we were inside, We dropped him in the deep end to try and warm him through, For the January wind had made him a magnificent shade of blue, And in our haste to heat him up the one thing we forgotWas that Dicky remained tied to the chair and we couldn’t undo the knot!

252The officers thought that Marcus had got above his station, When he listed as his hobbies “Ballet and Musical Appreciation’. He had the queerest remedy for warding off the ills,Sleeping rough in the grandstand, eating cabbage leaves and pills. And then there was the time he got in trouble with ‘The Bill’,For passing a car at forty miles an hour doing down Drum Hill. Bill Sykes lambasted Marcus: ‘Whatever had you meant,Get these roller skates off your skis and get back in your tent!’Now ‘Brum’ Betts was a curious case, also known as Barry, When he was drafted to Llanrwst he was happier than Larry; Sudden departure, speculation, controversy, nothing more,Then a ‘pier head jump’ to Stonehouse where he ran the bedding store. We replaced him with John Kirtley to win our reputation back,Who climbed every chimney and overhang, every slab and crack. Our reputation thus restored, which previously was in tatters, Simplistically epitomises the Branch and drafting matters.And what about our leprechaun, the ginger Irish rogue,The unpredictable prankster that we knew as Maurice Logue.The new skipper down at Pitt Street summoned Maurice for a chat,Maurice halted on the skipper’s desk and was promptly on the mat. He then went on to Quantico to be our first exchange,No wonder all those Yankees think the Brits are fairly strange. He could turn his hand to anything, but of one thing we are sure, Maurice won’t be doing those Grand Circles anymore.Remember runs ashore in Malta’s Ghut, or in Bugis Street, Singapore? Drinking beer and telling stories, and laughing until you were sore, Remember the dressing rooms, the characters, the comradeship, the pranks? To each and every one of you I owe a debt of thanks,Your names are far too numerous for me to even mention, A terrific way to go through life, and even get a pension.But to the Branch we’ ve made commitments, and I hope that in our way, We’ve contributed to the excellence that is the PT Branch today.Bill Howie

.Photo above (L to R): C/Sgt Tony Higgins, his wife Maria, Sheila Howie, Bill Howie, HRH Prince Philip & Joe Hale, taken when 41 Commando (then stationed at Deal) was disbanded on 20th May 1981.RM DEAL FOOTBALL TEAM WINNERS!(Rear row: Jack Hogg, Johnny Bowskill, (?), Dave Roberts, PTI John Kirtley, (?).Front row (L to R): PTI’s Bill Turnbull, George Malhan, Dave Ollivant, Bill Howie and Archie Houston.253

MUD FOOTBALL AT CTCRM - WERE YOU THERE?Fond memories? The Bottom Field at CTCRM.As the above photo (kindly supplied by Bill Howie) shows the CTCRM PTI’s liked to enjoy a game of mud football in the river Exe each term! Although it is hard to recognise everyone the photo retrospectively, we think that the photo includes:(L to R - Rear Row) Mike Gibson, Joe Harman, Ray Griffiths, Jim Johnson (USMC exchange) Phil Jones, Jim Douglas, John Hardstaff, Jeff Pope, Alastair Mackenzie, Tommy Gunning, Chris Elmes, Andy Cameron, Vince Greenhough and Dave Jarman.(Middle row) Dougie Oseland, Terry Moran (?) (?) Bungy Williams, Cliff McGaughey, Alec Lynn, Bill Howie, Mal Walker, Nobby Clark and Derek Mann.(Front row) Gordon Offer-Hoare, Billy Neilson and John Lewis - Happy days!254

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It all started when the CGRM visited the PT School at Deal in 1970 and noticed the board containing the names of previous Superintendents and Commandants, starting with the first one, CaptainJ Straghan, in 1871. He commented that 'the following year would be the Centenary of the PT Branch and asked if we were going to do anything about it?' By this, he had lit the torch for a celebration to mark the Centenary of the PT Branch!THE PT Wing Sergeant Major- QMS Ken Wilson duly took note and presented me as the incoming OCPTW with the strong hint from the then CGRM, a former PT Officer himself, that there should be a Centenary Celebration. Fast forward until I had a meeting with Ken Wilson in Eastney a few days after I had joined Deal, and we discussed the options during the drive back to Deal. In effect we planned the outline programme during this drive.I was fortunate in that I had inherited an incredibly talented and enthusiastic PT staff, who immediately took up the challenge and promised their full support for anything that Ken and I had suggested. We had no problems with ideas, suggestions, and volunteers to carry out the necessary work. This started with gaining the necessary permissions to hold the event with an optimistic assessment of the costs involved. Once all this had been agreed- then the work began.Having agreed the format for the weekend and the actual date, the next stage was to decide on a suitable glossy publication which would honour the history of the PT Branch and highlight some of the many achievements on the sports fields over the years. Once I had agreed the broad outline of the design and taken suggestions on the contents it was then that the staff heads came together to decide on the detail and research the actual personalities to be mentioned in the script.THE FIRST PT BRANCH (CENTENARY) REUNION IN 1971:BY FORMER OC PT WING - CAPTAIN SIMON COOK RM(Above): The first PT Branch (100-year Centenary) Reunion at Deal in 1971257

Various staff members volunteered script ideas, while other went into sales mode to persuade their contacts to fund the publication costs. It did not prove a problem to get significant contributions from local suppliers and businesses to cough up in support of a PT Branch with such a high reputation for service to the local community - and indeed the country!The next stage of the process was to agree an outline programme of events over the weekend, which is where the idea emerged of a formal reception in the Gym followed by the Centenary Ball, with the dinner in the Stone Gym . The various events for the day of the celebrations simply fell into place, thanks to the ever-fertile imagination of the PT Staff!The next stage was publicising the event throughout the Corps and beyond and warning to the potential accommodation outlets in the town. The easy part for me was gathering suitable photographs to record our impressive history.The next stage was to agree a suitable guest list of invitations to those who represented the Corps ‘high brass’, with the principal Guests being General Sir Campbell Hardy, as a past CGRM and the current one – General Sir Ian Gourlay (also a past PT Officer) who had pointed out the Centenary date the year before . The ball was then rolling on towards a weekend that was memorable to all those who were lucky enough to attend!There were to be many memories of this weekend, but for me the call from Sergeant Del Sherriff that he had – and then he corrected himself ‘we’ have a problem - just before the event - stuck my mind! He had been responsible for the lighting in the Stone gym - but had accidentally severed the mains link and there was no electricity for what was going to be a major event of the evening – the Centenary Ball! I reverted to officer type and simply said- “sort it- I know not how but sort it.” How on earth he managed, it I will never know - but he did!I am told that one of the highlights of the week-end was the first night in the Sergeant Mess when tears of joy were shed by hardened PTIs who had not seen each other for years and could not control their feelings of genuine joy at this reunion of old friends!However, for me the meeting I had with a grizzled old retired PTI after the Re-Union Service at the Depot Church was worth all the hard work that produced the Centenary weekend. Through tears he simply said, “Thank you for a wonderful weekend -I shall die happy!”SIMON COOKMajor Alan Downton MBE RM Capt. Simon Cook RM QMS Ken Wilson258

ABOUT THE PT BRANCH REUNIONS:The PT Branch has manged to organise a regular PT Reunion for both serving and retired PTI’s since the very first one that was held at Deal in 1971 to celebrate our 100 years of history. The PT Reunion is held bi-yearly and brings to gather former and serving comrades from all over the country and abroad to once again meet up and share their memories. Some veterans still attend, even in the 80’s and 90’s! A big thank you to the serving PT Branch for organising such a great event, which few other Corps branches can achieve. The 2019 PT Branch Reunion was held exactly 102 years after the first one.With a special thanks to the (then) AIPTRM, WO1 “Sully” O’Sullivan RM (now a Captain RM and PTSO) and the PT Staff at CTCRM for organising such a wonderful event!A great PT display by the 2019 PT2 course, who were only seven weeks into their training. Doing the display were CPLS: Matt Carter, Mitchell Bennett, Brandon Field, Harrison Groves, Sean Johns and Cai Vickers. A big well-done lads!THE YOUNG AND THE OLD:(Photo above): After the PT display the PT2 qualifying course joined us for dinner. (Right): Great to see you again! (L to R): Bill Turnbull, John Ellis, John Farlie (rear) Johnny Bickford, Keith Wilson and Derek Jason. Well over 100 years of RM service experience!259

2010 PT REUNION:2012 PT REUNION:2014 PT REUNION:260THE PT BRANCH REUNIONS:- A weekend of re-lived experiences, comradeship and fun!

Joe Harman, Mike Harle, Bill Howie, Mike Gibson & George Malhan.Bill Howie with Hessie Edwards. (At a Kent PTI’s Reunion).Graham Edwards with Sheila Howie (Kent PTI’s Reunion).Bob & Wendy Bell(At a Kent PTI’s Reunion).Martin Joyce, Mac Mackenzie & Sandy MacVicar. (2014).Bob Bell. Val & George Malhan (2014).Johnny Bickford & Brian Stokes (2004)Cathy ToftLilian Hubble (2004).Val Maxwell (2004). Polly (Brown) Perkins.Bill Turnbull, John Ellis, Johnny Bickford & Keith (Tug) Wilson (2019).261SOME GOLDEN OLDIES – BUT YOUNG IN HEART!

IN FOND MEMORY OF CHARLES FORREST:Charles Forrest, originally from Glasgow, was a fine Royal Marine, Corps Champion boxer and Physical Training Instructor. He was very proud of his time in the corps and the PT Branch. Charles epitomised the close link between the veteran RMA PT Branch and the serving PT Branch. The photo below shows Charles on a visit to CTCRM with young PTI’s.Despite his advanced age Charles regularly attended the PT Branch Reunions, and at over 80 years of age, travelled down from Scotland to CTCRM in Devon on his motor-bike, until he fell off and broke his hip in a 9-force gale!Later and now in his 90’s Charles fell badly at home and ended up in hospital with a dislocated hip. Shortly after his admission and on Charles’ 96th birthday, Waring McMillen (President of RMA Glasgow Branch) and Sgt PTI Benny Benson, from 43 Cdo.RM, visited Charles in hospital and presented him with a PTI’s sweatshirt and a huge cake from the PT Branch and he was absolutely thrilled, as you can see in the photo! However, very sadly, Charles passed away just three days later.Charles’ remaining family, who live in Canada, were not in a position to arrange a proper funeral service for Charles.However, following some discussion with them, Waring managed to arrange a small funeral in Ayrshire for Charles, which was then attended by members of his family, Glasgow RMA members and Archie Houston from the PT Branch, who travelled all the way from Deal to Ayrshire to represent us.Charles always loved Deal and we were able to put a small memorial plaque on the PTI’s Resting Bench at Deal and following a short ceremony with a vicar and Deal PTI’s, we were able say a few words and then scatter Charles ashes in his final resting place. RIP Charles.262

Charles’ fellow Scot & Royal Marines PTI mentor was PTI/RSM “Jock” Chisholm BEM (Photo below, right):Charles was also a very good artist and cartoonist – often capturing the experiences and spirit of PTI’s.263

THE PTI’s MEMORIAL BENCH ON THE DEAL SEAFRONT.Following a very kind donation from former PTI and Corps Boxer, Charles Forrest, a memorial “PTI’s Resting Bench was authorised by the Dover Council, and it was then installed on the Deal seafront, on The Strand, near to the RM Memorial Bandstand (and the nearby RMA Club!) to mark the 40th anniversary of the (then) PT Branch Reunion Club, later re-named to become the RMA PT Branch.On a sunny and warm Sunday 10th July 2011 an estimated 9,000 people turned out to claim a space on the green at The Strand on the seafront, to take part in the special Royal MarinesMemorial Band Concert, kindly provided by HM Royal Marines Band, Portsmouth, in memory of the 11 young musicians tragically murdered by the IRA on 22nd September 1989.The bench was installed as a special tribute to the many fine Royal Marines PT Instructors who have served at The Depot RM, Deal, over its long 100-year history. Following the band concert, the dedication of the “PTI’s Resting Bench” (now re-named the PT Branch Memorial Bench) took place with many former PTI’s and their wives present.A prayer of remembrance and dedication was offered by the Reverend Seth Roberts and the bench was unveiled with a corps flag to the sounds of the Last Post provided by two excellent Royal Marine Buglers. After the short ceremony, several Deal former PTI widows sat on the bench for the first time for a photograph (see below: L to R:) Daphne (Tansy) Lee, Val (Pat) Maxwell, Lilian (Ron) Hubble, Cathy (George) Toft & Wendy (Ron) Priddle).The names of the PTI’s who have sadly passed from the year 2000 are engraved on plaques on the back of the bench. At the time of writing tribute should be paid to Former SPTI John Kirtley MBE who has kindly volunteered to be the Honorary “Keeper of the Bench” and keeps the bench in good condition.If you visit Deal, you will now be able to have a dedicated bench (see below) on which to “rest and reflect” in an appropriate manner. The “PTI’s Memorial Bench” (Below) will continue to be a fond reminder of the many fine Royal Marines PTI’s who served at Deal but have now sadly passed on.(Above) The inauguration of the RM PTI’s Memorial Bench in 2011.264

THE RM MEMORIAL BAND CONCERT AT DEAL:Although the years of the PT Branch at Deal are now long gone there is an ideal way to re-visit those happy times, in July every year, when the RM Memorial Concert is held on The Strand on the Deal seafront. Visitors can also recreate their times at Deal by walking around the Royal Marines Heritage Trail beforehand to revisit the Deal Barracks and listening about bygone days and revive their memories: https://royalmarinesheritagetrails.org/The RM Memorial Concert (https://www.dealbandstand.org/rm-concert/) is usually held in the early part of July on a Sunday, when a Royal Marines Band conduct an open-air concert and service of remembrance for the 11 Royal Marines Musicians who died as a result of the IRA terrorist attack on the Deal Barracks on September 22nd, 1989.The attendance from local people is huge, with around 6,000-7,000 seating themselves on the grass around the RM Memorial bandstand to listen to a fine music concert and to pay their respects. A few drinks in the nearby RMA Club afterwards completes the day!The last remaining PTI’s in Deal invariably attend – if you can spot them in the massive crowd! You can also take a few minutes out to visit and sit on our nearby RM PT Branch Memorial Bench and pay your own respects to the many departed PTI’s who served at Deal over the years.The names of former PTI’s from the year 2000 who have sadly passed on are remembered on the engraved plaques displayed on the rear of the PTI’s Memorial bench.265

LEST WE FORGET:2662000: 2010/2011: 2019:Jock Chisholm Johnny Scott Jimmy BrittainEric Thompson Richard (Pincher) Martin Alan CooperPeter Marshall Dusty Miller Gordon RussellCharlie Gordon Peter Shakespeare Bill SykesNorman Joy George (Trog) Royle Charles ForrestAlbert Gardiner Bob Anderson Jacques HartBernie Finan Jim Edmond Fred RileyCapt. Ron Priddle RM Dave Claridge Ray Hill2001: Colwyn Reece Vince GreenwoodHarry Russell Jim (Mick) Rutherford Capt. Jack McNulty RMMervyn Steadman Rob Napier Capt. Kim Bellamy RMNorman Sargeant 2012/2013: Ken WilsonJack Hawse Dave Nicholson John Barrett2002: Roy Sims 2020:Derek Mann Paul Cochrane Harry HurrellRon Hubble 2014: Tony Higgins2004 Royston KearGlyn CousinsIan Ross Leslie John Maker Bob Knight2006: Sandy McVicar Capt. Cliff Watts RMCpl. Ben Novak (KIA) Raymond Wood David Barnard2007/2008: 2015: Capt. Frank Allen RMJohnny Rice Geoff Barker 2021:Brian Stokes Baz Pinder Greg ForrestDD Smith John Rae Sam SmithRoger Knight Andy Lucas Maj. Jeff Beadle MC MBEStan Mason George Kitson Col. David Storrie OBERod Tuck 2016: Tony TomsJim Rae Ron Mollins Capt. John Starke MBE RMTed Kelland Derek Sheriff Capt. Chris Goode RM2009: Neville Ayling Peter RanftBob Clash Terry Moran Dave (Nobby) ClarkEddie (Spike) Sullivan 2017: 2023:John Parkes Bill Manning Maurice WyllieDoug Oseland Capt. Billy Neilson RM Steve SmithPeter Best Jimmy Preece Judd BarkerJohn Hardstaff 2018: Ron MoyseAlan (Henry) PhelpsAlex (Tosty) Tostevin Bryn Slaney Keith Murray Humphrey LinganeRoger TowseN.B. We can only add names when we are informed, therefore some names may be missing

IN MEMORIUMOur apologies if your former PTI comrade, or loved ones, name is not recorded on our “Lest we Forget” list. There is not a formal process for informing us of PT Branch comrades who have passed on, and the list has been compiled as advised.We have done our very best to complete the list from the year 2000 and our apologies for any unintended omissions.However, we do pay a special tribute to those who have sadly passed on at each of our PT Branch Reunions, when a special “Absent Friends” table (as shown above) is prepared to show that they are still present in our thoughts.267

IF I KNEW…If I knew it would be the last time I watched you fall asleep,I’d tuck you in more tightly and pray the Lord your soul to keep.If I knew it was the last time I was seeing you out the door,I’d hug and kiss you one more time and call you back for more. If I knew it was the last time I’d get to share your day,I know that I would make certain It didn’t it slip away.We assume that we’ll have tomorrow, to correct an oversight,That we’ll always have another chance to make everything all right, There will always be another day to say 'I love you',There will always be another chance to say ‘What can I do for you?'- is what we often think.But just in case I might be wrong, and today is all I get, I want to say I love you so that you will not forget, Tomorrow is not promised that we’ll see another night,Today could be my last chance to love and hold you tight.Instead of waiting for tomorrow to show your love somehow, For if tomorrow never comes, you’ll wish you’d done it now,If you didn’t take the extra time for a smile, a hug, or a kiss, Instead, you were far too busy for the one you now will miss.So, hold your loved ones close today,And whisper in their ear, tell them that you love them and why you hold them dear.Say I’m sorry, please forgive me, you are the best and it’s OK, So if tomorrow never comes, you will not regret today.268

Peter Brown Andy Keeling Jim Douglas John EllisBob Bell Jan Lacey) Gavin Parr Dave WilsonPaul Curry Tony Bewick Clive Burrows Mark ClineArchie Houston Marty Quinn Graeme Manzi John ThatcherAndy Higginson Mike Harle Mark Savery Dai PhillipsBill Hall George Kent Tommy Gunning Gordon EatonGarry Robison Roland Grant Bill Turnbull Mike EuridgeJohn Farlie Martyn Sweett Tony Fordy Rob MartinJohn Rowland John Wright John Kimbrey Paul HardyRick Hall Terry Harrison John Stott Don PearsonGraeme Armour Cliff McGaughey Kevin Sellar Keith HarrisBen Perkins Mike Gibson Graham Snell Peter WhiteheadGerry Swatton Gary Mitchell Arwyn Rees Bill HowieThe happiest people in life are the givers, not the takers.A very big ‘thank you! to those who have contributed so generously to enable this great collection of PT Branch History and Memories book to be printed for the benefit of all. EXTRA COPIES OR DONATIONS: If you would like an additional copy(ies) of this book for family or friends, just send an email to pb@peterbrownemail.co.uk a suggested donation to the RMA PT Branch Fund is £25.00 per copy (including P & P) for a quick delivery. We exist solely on donations, which are always gratefully received. If you would like to make a donation, please make a payment as follows: Lloyds Bank Account Name: RMA PT Branch Fund Sort Code: 30-93-14 Account No: 01406119 Thank you!