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24th August 1940
The “old man” had his conference, or rather attended a conference, to decide where we were going etc, etc. When he came back, he said we were bound for Liverpool (!) and would be there for about 4 days. We, in the wireless cabin, are back on 8hr watches, as they consider there are enough ships in the convoy with 3 operators, to keep a continuous watch. We have also had one or two altercations which I won’t enlarge upon.
At 2pm, we weighed anchor and made for the open sea, to form up in our allocated positions. As we passed the “Georgie”, “Pasteur”, and “Empress of Australia”, we saw that their decks were packed with Canadian troops. H.M.S “Revenge” was also close by. It is rather fascinating to watch all these ships, loaded right down to their marks, full of foodstuffs and minerals for Britain. Yes. There’s something thrilling about a convoy.