Nick, the company was called Destiny Abalone, and I worked for their Shipping division. I was the Purser* and Security Officer on their offshore growout facility here in SA. I was also virtually the owners personal representative onboard. When I left, I was one of only two Australians remaining out of a 20+ Aussie crew,... me and a female Cook. The only reason we survived was that we were very frugal with the company's spending, and we were dead straight with our work practices. The remainder of the Officers and crew were replaced with Russian Officers/Engineers and Chinese abalone farmers.
The Russkies were either very skilled or dangerously incompetent and lazy, the Chinese Abalone farmhands were for the best part great people, but required very close supervision to ensure that they did their jobs.
Never the less, it was an experience that I would not have missed for quids, unfortunately I found that if I was going to work for nothing, I may as well retire and stay at home, which i did for 18 months until I reached pension age. It was not really the way I would have chosen to end my career.
*This involved ordering, maintaining and accounting for all spares, stores, victuals and linen, computer maintenance and backup including the compilation of daily and weekly work reports, I was also the company Draughtsman, and when I could get time I kept a general eye out on the overall running of the vessel and abalone farm for the owner. I also acted as I/C the Fire team and daily medical officer for the first aid treatment of everything from minor cuts and scrapes to a injuries requiring helo evacuation. I didn't have a lot of time to myself and generally ate breakfast and Lunch in the office whilst doing paperwork, the Skipper and I ate Dinner together most nights in the duty mess and discussed the work plan. I didn't have a lot of time to myself.
Yeah,.... I was just another lazy, unskilled and overpaid Merchant seaman.:smile: