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Location
At Sea - Halifax to Liverpool
Age
18 Years

23rd July 1941

Once more we have had a beautifully sunny day in which to perform our several duties.

I think maybe that of all days at sea, I like such as these rather any other. We are far enough north for the air to be clear and crisp, and not sweltering hot; and far enough west, to be free from any heavy seas – at any rate, at this time of the year. But all the same, it is difficult to say that one day is better than another, though for me the two extremes – fine and calm, rough and foul – hold the most interest.

During the day, the convoy has been having practice at emergency alterations of course and as you can imagine, that is not only a big job, but also an impressive one, when one remembers that ships can be seen at all points of the compass, for as far as the eyes can see!

On our port side, we have an “Empire” boat, with a hurricane fitted on a catapult fixed to the foc’sle head. This is some of the most progressive steps I have yet seen taken by the Admiralty.