When I joined this family company, it comprised over 80 ships owned by the Cayzers, operating under a cluster of subordinate companies.

I will always be grateful for the thorough training I received across general and refrigerated cargo, tanker, and passenger vessels. I had the privilege of sailing with the Clan Line, Hector Whaling Company, Scottish Shire Line, and South African Marine Corporation. The fact that the owners took the time to meet new recruits speaks volumes about their commitment to developing the next generation of officers.

My seagoing career spanned 51 years, beginning in 1964 — when the British Merchant Navy was the largest in the world. I was fortunate to experience a centuries-old way of seafaring life that has now vanished. After 11 years of deep-sea service, rising from Cadet to Chief Officer, I made the decision — newly married and sensing the changing tides of the industry — to join the Western Isles ferry services. There, I served for 40 years aboard 23 vessels, spending 31 of those years in command on 17 ships serving islands across the region. I retired in 2015.

My service was honoured with the award of the Merchant Navy Medal in 2014.

If I may, I'd like to offer a word about my uncle, Ronnie Wright. Thank you for the remarks made at the end of his entry. I never thought of Ronnie as dour — quite the opposite. He had endured the war at sea and lost his younger brother, after whom I am named. The strain of command in those difficult years would have tested anyone’s spirit, but I feel the word “dour” is too strong.

Millport, on the Isle of Cumbrae, is hardly remote — his father had a boat and frequently crossed the short channel to the mainland. Ronnie was indeed a religious man, but in an uplifting way. I believe many masters prayed a great deal; I certainly did my share from time to time.

Oban Times - 19 November 2015