Treasure Island

I woke up today feeling fresh. We went into breakfast and about halfway through, the play room woman came in and announced, “we are starting school lessons today at 9.30 in the play room so be sure to be there.” Well it couldn’t be too bad.

So a little before 9.30 we turned up at the play room. Then we were told to go along to “B” deck square. When we got there half of it was curtained up. We went behind the curtain. This was the school. There were two long tables to fit 12 each, and some little tables put together. All it was, was drawing a map of a Treasure Island or a picture of a rock ape. I chose the former but made a mess of it.

After school we swam in the pool. Just as we came out from lunch somebody said there’s an aircraft carrier and a plane has just landed on it so we ran as quick as we could to “A” deck but it was just visible on the horizon. We then went swimming again until dinner time and after dinner we went in again.

Then mum and dad went to the Captain’s cocktail party. Then they went to dinner and wore party hats. We have passed Sardinia.

Hairy back

Today we went to Gibraltar. We went on a tender and Daddy tried to get a photograph of the “Orsova” as we left it but the fog soon covered it up. When we landed we got a taxi to have a round tour of the rock.

First we went through the town and the first thing I noticed was that the driver was gozzy. He was driving on the wrong side of the road. But everyone going the other way was gozzy so it didn’t really matter. He took us up to a helicopter field, where there was a Royal Navy ‘copter. The field looked over at the foggy sea but there was a cool breeze. There were two derelict anti-aircraft guns by the field.

Then we went up and saw the apes. There was a family of apes, a mummy, a daddy, (looking for salt in his wife’s hairy back) and a boy and a baby girl. One ape had a ride on another taxi boot. After that we went up to see Moorish castle built in 700!

We then went down into the town and we left our taxi. I bought a pennant with an ape on it. Mummy bought a Siamese silver brooch but as soon as we got back to the tender the pin snapped off but we are going to get it fixed. Daddy got some colour postcards for our album and Mandy got an embroidered postcard.

When we got back to the ship we swam in the pool and then we saw some films. We are between Gibraltar and Naples.

Lost … off Portugal

Today I was very sleepy and had a rush for breakfast. After breakfast I went swimming. Dad went first – and soon got out again – it was icy cold. To my disgrace he refused to go in. Seeing that I could not let the family down I promptly jumped in and started swimming around. After lunch we went in (no dad no mum) until we were called out.

I had to put some towels back in the cabin and I am not familiar with the way up to start with and it was foggy so the watertight doors had to be closed and I lost my way. I wandered around for about half an hour then I finally found my way back so I hope we don’t meet any more fog. We are off Portugal.

Bay of Biscay

I had a glorious night and would have slept till 9 o’clock but Daddy switched his bed light on and woke me. We have our breakfast at 7.30. After breakfast we went on top deck to swim but it was too cold. Opposite the pool there is a deck reserved for deck quoits and there was a pitch empty so we had a game. We finished our game and we were going down to our cabin when Dad came up and mum told Dad that we had been playing deck quoits and he said he and would play so we all went up again. A man told us how to play properly. Amanda and I went down to the lounge and we had drinks on her. (I liked that best!)

We have started our scrapbook and a postcard album. We have got some flowers from somebody. The letter must have got wet because the sender’s name is smudged. The flowers are beautiful carnations and ferns. We are in the Bay of Biscay off the coast of France.

Journey to Australia begins

Sorry if the handwriting isn’t too good, the ship is shuddering like mad. I’ll start my diary by telling you what happened on Thursday night. We had a boring journey on the motorway with Daddy driving half way and Stanley the other way. (Stanley is the gardener at the Mott who has bought our car). When we got to London, Dr Who chased us! We had a job getting to the Atlantic Hotel and once Daddy went the wrong way up a one-way street! But finally we got to it and parted with our car.
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