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Location
At Sea - to New York
Age
17 Years

11th August 1940

Another glorious day has just drawn to an end, and now we are looking forward to seeing New York tomorrow morning. We shall pass Ambrose light at about 11 tonight. The “old man” was nearly frantic last night! He happens to be an extraordinary light sleeper (not the railway variety!!) and the slightest noise will wake him. Well, after I had been on watch about two hours, I suddenly heard a squeaky voice shouting and knocking to the third mate on the bridge to find out what the noise was. I thought he was “nuts” because I could hear nothing. Two hours later he came out again worse than ever; the third mate was equally rattled because he held that there was no noise. Anyway the outcome of it all was that my port hole was banging every time the ship rolled because I had left it open. The noise must have been minute.

We have seen several shoals of porpoises these last few days.

I finished the old man’s drawings today, so that more or less cheered him up.