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7th September 1940
It was in a pretty heavy sea that the convoy split up; each section going to their respective destinations. We had to turn half about and form up at the back of the convoy soon after we had executed this manoeuvre, we came to a spot where two tides meet, and gosh was it rough! After dinner, we were going down the Northern Channel, having Mull of Kintyre on the port side, and northern Ireland on the starboard side.
Once more the “Ethel” has been very erratic in the way of speed. One minute we’re trying to overtake the convoy, and the next minute we’re miles behind.
We ought to be in Liverpool somewhere about tomorrow dinner time.
Last night there was one ordinary SOS through collision – the “Mansa”, and one of the special variety of wartime distresses – from the “Canford Chine”. I don’t think she was actually hit though. Between these two, was an air raid.