The photographs were shared by Mark Hunter of Australia, from his mother's photograph album. His father Ian William Hunter, was eighteen at the time and newly married in 1946. Times were tough, but the photographs shows a time when comradeship was strong and voyages long.

Ben Pugh who hailed from Cardiff, was Assistant Engineer in 1946, recalls that it was a happy ship and that he was glad to have served with such happy crew mates. Here are some memorable moments he recalls:
- Cadet Tommy Simmonite, the one with the two beer bottles !! was an opera buff he knew the libretto of La bohème by heart and used to sing it in the shower, Rodolfo, Mimi - the lot !!!.
- The Chief Engineer Willy Aird was a great character with a mischievous sense of humour. At dinner one evening the table talk centred around investments, several of the passengers were airing their knowledge of the stock market one of them asked Willy the direct question "What do you invest in Mr Aird ?" and like a flash he answered "Livestock !"and after a slight pause he added "Two Boys and a Girl"!!!, the subject was quickly changed.
- The Captain Mr Rhodes was an absolute gentleman who had the unenviable job of telling him that his mother had passed away, he came with a cable gram in one hand and a glass of Whisky in the other and he could tell he was genuinely sorry.
- The first mate who's name Ben Pugh regrettably can not recall, hailed from the Outer Hebrides and wore a wrist watch which he incessantly shook and put to his ear - He hoped he wasn't relying on this time- piece to aid his navigation!
- The Bosun had a cat named Blackie but when it would not come out from under a bunk for example, after some persuasion he changed it to Black B-----d.

The Napier Star  was famous throughout the company in the 50's and early 60's as being the slowest vessel in the fleet, recording some of the slowest passages on record across the Pacific. This was not helped by her service speed of 10 kts, which in reality was nearer 8½ kts. She was also notorious for scavenge fires which occurred with monotonous regularity.
It is reputed that on one occasion, the Panama Canal Pilot  on  reaching  the bridge  asked  the  Master;    "What's your full sea speed Captain?". On learning it was 8½ kts., he placed his baseball cap back to front, gripped the dodger and said;" Let her rip Captain !"
As every visitor to the Lighthouse Bar in Montevideo will know  there was a fine photograph of  her looming above a small boy on a donkey, on  the beach near Montevideo. A similar photo was sent thanks to Arthur Kemp, below.