Sierra Leone

 

Miss Freetown, Sierra Leone

 

Miss Freetown, Sierra Leone

 

The run ashore was most interesting, the natives lived in a very primitive fashion, mud huts mostly, little clothing on, and of course it was a sticky uncomfortable heat for us even in shorts.  There was a large beer bar with seats in the shade of an awning, not very nicely called 'Uncle Tom's Bar' where they only sold bottled beer, still that was refreshing in the tropical heat.

 

 

 

Freetown

 

 

 

 

 

Freetown

 

 

 

 

 

 

Firing torpedo from HMS Express

 

 

 

 

 

 

Firing torpedo from HMS Express

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 Depth charge Depth charge

 

Before the voyage home, I tried to get some spares for the radar, and a requisition was signed and sent to the Naval base.  Next day a Petty Officer came on board and told me that spares were only allocated to outgoing ships, not for ships bound for the UK. Eventually we got chatting (and he had sippers of my rum) and he told me he had been on the base at Freetown more than two years (poor devil) and was fed up and browned off (literally).  I asked him his name and it was John Hood. Now that set me thinking because my sister, Tony who worked at Derry & Toms in London, said her friend's brother was in the Navy, and should I meet him (a chance in a million!) to say who I was.

 

So I asked him if he had a sister working at Derry & Toms, he replied, "Yes"! We were that amazed, we had to have another tot of rum!  We got on famously and he told me that he was due for a UK draft in a month to get married and would I mind taking a letter for his bride to be.  The next day he brought the letter, and all the spares I wanted. It's a small world!

 

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