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8th December 1940
And so goodbye to Montreal and Canada for some time anyway. A town which is far above the average and which is inhabited by a very genial and friendly type of people. It has been worth a visit.
We left Sydney harbour at 10am, with the rest of the convoy. We are abeam of the commodore – the “Daltford” – which is on our port side. Astern of us is the “Jahchee”, an oil tanker. They wanted to make us the commodore, but we have no accommodation for the commodore himself.
We are at the head of the line.
We are not keeping a wireless watch now, but are keeping a watch on the bridge to do lamp signalling and later on, we shall do the flags, and semaphore after we have been to school. This only applies in convoy. The weather has been very rainy, and we have started rolling already.
I did a short spell on the bridge and rather enjoyed it.