Cass Cooper and I were cord holders at Paul's funeral at Pattiesmuir; a sad day for someone who was only 57. After he left RMAS he was mate then master aboard the Forth Ports dredger Abbotsgrange until the dreaded Big C took hold so personnel moved him to the Grangemouth harbour office where we often handed over to each other while on shift work. I drove him to the Western General in Edinburgh a couple of times when the illness was too bad for him to drive and Gaye couldn't do it.
When I first started at Rosyth both Paul and Gaye were very suppportive of me and my family until we found our feet, for which I was always extremely grateful. And it wasn't just us either, at the same time they were both helping Jimmy Jasper and his wife who lived just across the road.