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Location
At Sea - Atlantic
Age
17 Years

6th September 1940

The weather still continues to be on the rough side, which, of course, is to our advantage. We have taken  one or two heavy seas of late, one “green’un” completely filling the deck space amidships to the height of the gunwale. A “green’un” is practically a complete wave slopping over the side. Several more distresses have been heard.

I was told today that we all but had a very nasty collision with the Commodore, at 9pm last night. His starboard engine ceased to function for some unknown reason, and being a twin screw ship, she immediately came round to port at full speed – for us. It was dark and the 3rd  mate didn’t know anything was wrong until the last minute. If he had of hit us, the tanker close behind us, would have been unable to avoid us, so it would have been three at once. I was in my bunk!! (as usual).