I introduced Martin, the other deck cadet on the Irish Wasa, in my previous post. I had never met anyone quite as laidback as Martin before. However, his happy-go-lucky unconventional nature did not go down well with the captain who had never met a first trip cadet quite like Martin before.
When I joined the Irish Wasa I was surprised at Martin’s strange hair style. I discovered that the captain had repeatedly told Martin to get his haircut and finally in exasperation gave him the money for a haircut and sent him ashore to find a barber when the ship was in the UK. Unfortunately, Martin found a pub first where the haircut money came in most useful. When he finally returned to the ship a little the worse for wear and having failed to get a haircut the third mate decided that the best course of action was that he should cut Martin’s hair. Continue reading