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Location
At Sea - Wellington (NZ) - Liverpool
Age
17 Years

24th June 1940

What a day! Big seas, terrific rain and France has signed the armistice! (Who said anti climax?). During the early morning the dear old “Waiwera”  was blowing her old ‘tooter’ as hard as she could go, for the rain was so heavy that visibility was reduced to a matter of a few hundred yards. If you went out in the open for more than ten yards, you became drenched.

In the evening things quietened down a bit and there was an effort at a sunset.

Just fancy, half the year gone already. I’m beginning to wonder where it’s got to!

I had quite an amusing time taking down six messages today from one station. Two of them had 73 and 78 groups of code respectively. It is comparatively easy when there is good reception, but its when its bad that the test comes. I fancy we should be home either Sunday or Monday.