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22nd July 1940
Well, we are still here! Apparently more mines have been laid and all shipping is held up, until channels are swept clear. Mine-sweepers are all around us. One was exploded early this morning. It made quite a noise. You can’t help but admire these chaps, for a mine would reduce their dumpy little trawlers to match wood if it hit them. I rather fancy these mines are not the magnetic variety – these would be no use, as every ship is degaussed.
I hope everybody at home is not having to jump down air raid shelters as often as the Yorkshireites are, because if so, you will all be pretty tired! That’s the beauty of being on a ship, because unless the ship itself is attacked, you simply sleep through it all!