My Grandfather joined the Royal Navy in 1939 and served as a Steward then Cook on HMS Nelson. He was selected for the only RN Commando unit formed in WWII for the attempted defense of Norway (54,000 men were landed in Norway. Thanks to the German approach to combined ops they defeated 4 divisions of combat troops with 17,000 men) in 1940, while the Nelson was laid up after having her bow removed by a torpedo.
After the abortive defense of Norway (Only two from 238 men of his unit left Norway 4 continuous days of shelling and bombing and a direct order from Hitler to execute "Churchill's Commandos" didn't give much of a chance. Aandlesnes gets barely a mention in any Allied history) he went back to the Nelson, serving once again in the Galley, on every Mediterranean convoy until 1943.
He then transferred to HMS Ceylon in late 1943 and went to - Ceylon. There he transferred to Z Force (SBS - Boat equaivalent of the SAS) and served as a tactical logistics W/O until 1946, with one of his major achievements being recon for the Palembang refinery raid, the last FAA FLeet action of WWII. His other great achievement was never catching Malaria. Mosquitos avoid people who are drunk, so he stayed drunk on Arik, a Ceylonese Coconut milk spirit, for three years. He missed his 25th birthday because he was in an alcoholic stupour in a ditch. He also missed a Watch he was leading, whihc is why he was rumbled.
Died March 2005.