In February 1969 I worked my way from London to Canada on a Norwegian cargo ship, the M/S Lundefjell. I left the ship at Halifax, Nova Scotia. Interrogated by Canadian Immigration, I was found wholesome with the appropriate visa and released unto the land to trudge through a blizzard to the railway station in my…
Of Supporters Rampant, Bezants, Wavy Bends and Achievements
I would not have been able to write the odd title of this story, if I had not once been a keen student of Heraldry. I was about 12 when I discovered Heraldry, the ancient and chivalrous art of the illumination (design) and emblazonment (description) of coats of arms. The lovely old Norman French language…
M/S Lundefjell
Early in February 1969 I left my job as forklift truck operator at a tobacco warehouse. I had given myself two weeks to find a ship to work my passage to Canada. I had arranged to fly with Air Canada on a fly now-pay later scheme sponsored by my grandfather if I was unsuccessful in…
Of Taxes, Tobacco and “Them There Norwegian Ships”
I was approved by Canadian Immigration to emigrate to Canada in late 1968. But I had to find a way to get to there. I also had a large tax bill to pay. Britain’s tax authority had discovered that I had not paid tax on weekend income working at the BBC TV studios. A very…