Mick was born to Harry and Betty Worsfold on the 9th October 1932 at Tidworth Hospital. His father was in the Army and serving at Bulford Camp at the time. Eighteen months later his brother Barry joined the family. His father was posted abroad and his mother moved her family back to Fareham to be near her parents.
Mick spent a happy and mischievous childhood at Fareham. One morning a policeman came into school assembly to say whoever has been carving on people’s gates to stand up - Mick, Barry and their cousin stood up neither of them knew the others had been doing it. Cousin David recalls Mick and Barry being charged with looking after him, their younger cousin, they took him to the local park but then they stood him in the rubbish basket and went off to play.
Mick was very fortunate to gain a scholarship to Prices School and spent three happy years there. He then did an apprenticeship at the Dockyard Schoof in electrical engineering. He worked a while at Fleetlands in Gosport, and then joined ASWE as a draughtsman. This is where he met June.
He joined the Air Training Corps as a civilian instructor and made his way up the promotional ladder to become Flight Lieutenant in charge of the 2412 Squadron at Bordon.
Mick and June moved to Waterlooville and started family life. Two lovely daughters, Debbie and Katherine came to complete the family.
In the late 1970s Mick and June bought a sailing boat and spent many happy times sailing the Solent and many local Marinas with friends. They joined Portchester Sailing Club where Mick did his duty as Secretary. Sadly, aching limbs and diminishing flexibility meant the demise of the boat in 2006.
Gaining promotion in 1977 Mick joined HMS Dryad and very much enjoyed his-work and social life and the many friends he met there. Mick still had his mischievous streak at HMS Dryad, he decided he was putting on too much weight and needed to go on a diet. June very carefully worked out a suitable diet only to find he was secretly buying bacon butties at Dot's Cate which was located in the Dryad compound.
Mick continued enjoying the social life at HMS Collingwood after Dryad closed until fairly recently and always felt very fortunate that he was able to do so.