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"I had one shark attack and two near misses in three weeks which was pushing my luck a bit!"
Reading about action man Alan Horton would make ordinary peoples lives seem tame. As he relates tales from his colourful past you get the impression he has often diced with death and only survived by the skin of his teeth. Yet 41-year old Alan is quite nonchalant about his alarming experiences, which range from swimming in shark infested seas to narrowly escaping a hand grenade in Aden.
"I prefer not to think about the dangers," he said, with a casual shrug.
(Extract from The Norfolk & Suffolk Journal, February 3, 1984. Alan Horton talks to Jane Oddy about his life of adventure)
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Altogether, he
spent nearly nine years in the RAF Police, including nine months in Aden shortly
after his marriage, when he narrowly escaped from a hand grenade, a mortar
attack and a shooting. Once discharged he put his diving skills to good use,
joining a commercial diving company as a professional air diver, a career which
took him from the North Sea to Northern and Southern Ireland, Sierra Leone,
Ghana and eventually Nigeria, where he remained until 1987.
It is on this expatriate period that the book primarily focuses and there are thrills aplenty. Whether describing his encounters with electric fish, crocodiles and sharks, wild ‘parties’ with his fellow divers, stirring ceremonies with native tribesmen or joyful reunions with his wife and children, the author always conveys his enormous zest for life, sense of fun and almost total lack of concern for the many dangers inherent in his chosen lifestyle. In spite of this nonchalance, which prompted a local journalist to refer to him as ‘action man’, Alan is clearly not just an insensitive macho type incapable of showing any emotion.
There are deep
feelings apparent in the chapters dealing with accidental drowning death of his
long-time friend and fellow diver, Steve, the desperate dash home to be at his
mother’s bedside before she died of cancer, and, equally deep but of a much
happier nature, his joy at the birth of his children and the strength of his
relationship with his wife.
The book is an enthralling story, rushing
the reader from one hair raising experience to another with a few good laughs in
between, all recounted in racy conversational style which makes it very easy to
read and very hard to put down.

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This book is dedicated to my dear wife Susan.
Without her no future could be possible and
The past would have been rubbish!
Darling, I will love you forever."
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CHAPTER
TITLE
ONE:
Starting out
TWO:
Joining up
THREE:
Life in Libya, North Africa
FOUR:
Back in Blighty and finally spliced!
FIVE:
Near the end in Aden
SIX:
Out at last!
SEVEN:
From ‘Snowdrop’ to North Sea Diver
EIGHT:
An Expatriate in Nigeria
NINE:
The good, the bad, and the very ugly!
TEN:
1978 to 1979 and ending in Escravos!
ELEVEN:
Southern Ireland, 1979 - 1980
TWELVE:
Commuting again with highs and lows!
THIRTEEN:
The fun is over!
FOURTEEN:
Leaving West Africa!
The full manuscript is ready.
This book should be read!
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Last modified 6th December 2003