Branch Committee - Pen Pictures

Branch Chairman, and Scottish National Council Member - Shipmate Stephen Elliot



Stephen Elliot FRSA

Stephen joined the Royal Navy in June 1983 and joined the fleet as a Radio Operator (Tactical) in February 1984 when he was drafted to HMS Cardiff, he later served at MHQ Pitreavie, HMS Birmingham (refit) and HMS York. Stephen was fortunate to travel the world and took part in two operational tours to the Persian Gulf as part of the Armilla Patrol.

On leaving the service in December 1988 he joined Lothian and Borders Police and worked in various specialised departments until promotion. Stephen held numerous promoted positions and as a Chief Inspector held the appointments of Strategic Partnerships Lead and Local Area Commander for West Lothian and National Lead (Scotland) for Community Engagement and Citizen Focus.

Since retiring from the police service in December 2015 Stephen has held senior positions in the third sector with the Royal British Legion Scotland and Columba 1400. During his tenure with the Legion his skills were used as part of the WW100 Scotland planning team and this allowed him to continue and enhance his relationship with the Royal Navy in Scotland, he successfully delivered the Battle of Arras Commemoration in 2017, the Islay 100 Commemoration in 2018, the National Armistice 100 Service in 2018 and the Iolaire 100 Commemoration in 2019. Stephen is currently the Support Services Manager with Veterans Housing Scotland.

Stephen is an active Trustee and volunteer with several charities including the Royal Naval Association. He resides in West Lothian, Scotland with his wife Karen (Former WRNS and Branch Social Secretary), their two daughters, two grandchildren and Oscar the dog. He enjoys travel, live music and people.

In 2019 Stephen was appointed a Fellow of the Royal Society of Arts in recognition of his work within the public and third sectors.

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Branch Secretary  & Deputy Standard Bearer - Shipmate Andrew (Andy) Sears 

I joined the Royal Navy in 1976 as a junior medical Assistant and later transferred to the Mechanical Engineering (ME) branch. During my training at HMS Sultan I Passed for SSMEM and left HMS Sultan passed for Leading Hand

 My first draft was to the Fleet Maintenance Group (FMG) Portsmouth and then went on to join HMS Torquay, Dartmouth training Squadron.  On board we helped to train Marine Engineering Officers Under Training (MEOUT’s). I also picked up hook later on in my career, I met one of the MEOUT’s whom I used to send in the bulge to trace systems, he was now my Marine Engineering Officer (MEO), so time for him to get his own back for dirty jobs.  After the Torquay I joined the Harbour Training Ship (HTS) HMS Caledonia then onto HMS Exeter, the only blue bottom ship in the RN. 

 

So off we went to the Falklands from the West Indies. We stopped off at Antigua to unload all the extras onboard i.e. Sailing Dinghy, lawn mowers and rabbits from our trip.

After leaving Exeter I joined Coaling Island, Gibraltar and became a Petty Officer just in time for Pickles Night, what a way to be introduced to the Senior Rates Mess.

Next it was onto HMS Scylla and Armilla Patrol and the Noel Edmonds Christmas show live from the Gulf.

After Scylla it was onto HMS Sultan as a Part II Instructor and Divisions every week, with swagger stick, whistle, and black gaiters. POMEM on the parade ground shouting orders !

From HMS Sultan it was onto my last ship, HMS Andromeda. I spent times in other places and enjoyed every minute.

After leaving the Navy I trained as a Chef and had a great time as Head Chef and manager of many places including Planet Hollywood, Marston’s, and my own pub.

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Honorary Treasurer, Scottish Area Treasurer & Branch Standard Bearer - Shipmate David Cutler


Served from January 1968 to April 1992

 

I've been asked many times "why did I join up?" As with many of us I've often replied "It was a good idea at the time.”

 

I’ve always believed in the adage "don’t talk about yourself ‘cos nobody else is interested" but….

 

In the late 1950’s, my Dad was an Engineer in the Aircraft Industry and was moved into the conglomerate that formed the British Aircraft Corporation in 1960.  He was on the team producing the TSR2, a low-level supersonic strike and reconnaissance aircraft. The project was scrapped by the government of the day in April 1965. All technical drawings were burnt and manufacturing tools were placed on the Hard standings and destroyed to ensure the project could never be resurrected. The flying aircraft were dismantled and used for target practice at Shoebury Ness. It was the last military aircraft to be solely produced by the UK.

 

 Just days later hundreds of Engineers and Aeronautical Scientists were given an offer to work on the Apollo Programme in the USA and so started the Brain Drain to the USA of the 1960’s. Off Dad went to California.  He was soon offered a permanency with the Space Project along with a US Citizenship for all of the family and resettlement in the USA. The decision to move to California and work on Apollo was made and Dad eventually moved onto the space shuttle programme too.

 

I was just 15 in 1967 when all of these decisions were being made. The UK and USA were deeply entrenched in the cold war. Vietnam had kicked off 12 years earlier and by 1965 the Americans were well into Operation Rolling Thunder the bombing of North Vietnam with 500,000 troops on the ground and increasing with an average age (according to the movies) of just 19.  I opted not to go to the USA, that’s why I joined the Royal Navy.

 

In January 1968 I walked through the gates of HMS St Vincent at the age of 15. Six weeks later I was in the back of a pussers tilly on my way to Collingrad, having been voluntold to become a Radio Electrical Mechanic, that took care of 1968.   And in Feb of 69 I joined the Hampshire for a year followed by Norfolk shortly after her commissioning in 1970. I picked up my hook at the age of 19 onboard Norfolk and once again ended up in Collingwood to do Killicks course and then as ships company, organising passports in the Reg Office.

 

I joined the Sheffield at Barrow, still being built in 74. And stayed on for her first commish and applied to branch change to the Photographic Branch, joining RAF Cosford in 1976.

  

First draft as a phot was Portland for a year, that was busy with the Silver Jubilee Fleet Review and Gunnery shoots. I then joined C in C Fleet Staff at Northwood for the first time.

 

Early in 79 I received a phone call from Drafty at Centurion, Sea Time was calling. I was given a choice of 3 ships and on investigation, after all being on C in C fleet staff had some perks, it was noted that HMS Herald was long casted as W.I. for two years. I joined her in July 79 in refit at Southampton shortly after her return from the Gulf. She had picked up about 60 British and American dependents from the port of Bandar Abbas in the wake of the Iranian Revolution with her sister ship Hydra and the inshore survey ships Fox and Fawn.

 

Shortly after joining Herald, the Skipper cleared lower deck and announced that we were heading out on a

2-year deployment to survey the waters of the Western Isles of Scotland. So much for the West Indies. Deflated wouldn’t be the word I used at the time.

 

On Summer leave in 1980,  in the words of our own Shep Wooley……

 I married my Jenny Wren Bride. The love of my life who I had met at Northwood. 2 Years later I re-joined

C in C Fleet HQ at Northwood. I was working away in Gib, when the Falklands kicked off, as the phot covering Spring Train but was flown back to HQ before heading out to Hong Kong, Married Accompanied.

 

We (a team of 5) flew out from Tamar via crab air Wessex on a week-about watch on the small Island of

Tai-O on the Pearl River. This was without doubt one of the very best drafts in the Navy.  Just 4 Matelots,

1x LEP chef, a local who looked after the gardens and 8 snake dogs, mostly named after characters in Mash.

 

As a branch, phots are known for taking shots of Ships at sea and Local Boy Stories for the folks back home.

But, on our return to the UK, I was based at Pitreavie Castle on the staff of FOSNI, when I was summoned to the bosses office to “Discuss my next draft”

 

I was interviewed as a prospective to join the SB Squadron Maritime Counter Terrorist unit. The seventies had seen a dramatic rise in terrorism throughout the world with politically motivated attacks in the Middle East and Europe. In 1975 Britain resolved to be ready to react to and prevent any acts of terrorism against its interests. The SBS were given the maritime counter terrorism role, with responsibility for protecting sea ports, ferries, cruise ships and oil and gas platforms.

 

But….  I had to volunteer to take the course that would enable me to jump out of perfectly serviceable aircraft.

 

I Joined Comacchio Group RM at Arbroath in December 1985. The very first piece of kit I was issued with was a pager that stayed with me at all times for four years. Comacchio Group had 2 very distinct fields of operations. One was responsible for the Security of the UK's Naval nuclear weapons in transit and Faslane and Coulport Bases and the unit that I joined, The Counter-Terrorism unit for offshore installations, including oil rigs and ships with 300 Royal Marines and 1 SBS.  I was one of two Photographers in the Maritime Technical Support Cell. The increase in manpower continued with the amalgamation of 2 SBS Sections to over 400 and from 1987 onwards, Comacchio Group ceased performing the Counter-Terrorism role. This, was transferred to the newly formed M-squadron of The Special Boat Service at its HQ in Poole, and was taken under the  control of UK Special Forces, comprising the SBS, SAS and 14 Intelligence Company. All 3 services came under the control of the Directorate of Special Forces.

 

After my 4 years with the Royals,  I went back to yet another different life in a blue suit …..  wearing a pin stripe suit at MOD Whitehall. I did get a 6-week trip out to the Gulf to film the fires of Kuwait and destruction left behind as Gaddafi left to go home to Libya, once again into Lovat Green. But MOD Whitehall was my last draft, from where I finished my time in April 1992. Would I do it again?  Absoblooddyutely.