Masterchief 1967. I guess most of you have
watched Masterchief on TV? Well I have a winner for 1967. No, it is not me but
one Aboud Yasin abu Shama, a Palestinian from Nablus, on the West Bank, Israel.
Let me tell you how this came to pass.
After leaving South Africa and returning to England I joined
Collins Submarine Pipelines, an American company owned by a mad Texan called
Sammy Collins who also dredged diamonds from the sea [but that’s another
story]. He had this major operation based upon Ras al Khafji, in the Neutral
Zone, sandwiched between Saudi Arabia and Kuwait. [It’s where the First Gulf
War kicked off.]
Anyway Sammy secured the operation of a small
fleet of Saudi offshore vessels from Hansa, a German company, and he appointed
me to command a ship named after a princess called “Sarah”. I had the best crew
ever, all Arab, The cook/chief steward was Aboud and, as it turned out would
have easily gained the title had the programme been around at the time. He had
been trained in the French cuisine in the Lebanon at the height of that
country’s sojourn as the playground of the Middle East. He mastered that. He added the richness of Lebanese cooking.
He moved to Kuwait with the advent of another war and then secured a job with
Hansa, the major German shipping outfit, and gained the robust German cooking
and then British cooking in Kuwait. He was the complete cook, no, not cook,
Chef.
He was a great guy, nobody, but nobody could
cook fish better than this guy. We were contracted to support the French Drilling
Company and they just loved to ensure that they had a meal on board. So I guess
that I am right to state that he was my Masterchief 1967.
There is another nice twist to this story.
Aboud was married and had a little son. They were still in Nablus, the town
taken by Israel in the 6-Day War. He could not write to them from an Arab
country such as Kuwait or Saudi Arabia, and they could not write back, a sad
state of affairs. So Tina had the solution - Aboud sent his letter to Tina who
then put it in another envelope and mailed it to Israel. Aboud’s wife would
then reverse the process sending a letter to Tina who put it another envelope
and sent it to Saudi Arabia. It was surprisingly effective as the mail was so
much better then.
Tina did eventually get to meet Aboud in London
when I was on my way to another adventure, a story for another time. I’ll try
and find the picture of Tina and the boys with Aboud in Trafalgar Square.
Unfortunately we have lost touch but I did bump
into him some years later in Dubai and he was working for J.Ray MacDermott as a
Chief Steward on a massive lay-barge so I guess Cajun cooking is also in his
repertoire.! Yup, a real master chef.
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