The ship itself was completely ripped to shreds and pieces of equipment lost overboard. I would like to know if he ever had to face Naval justice for his decision to take us to sea that day from Hamburg to Rosyth. A voyage that took days rather than hours because we had to ride the waves that were mountains. The sea was white and rolling mountains through us up and down. We surfed the mountains when coming down and climbed them when going up. Sick swilled the lower decks and men fell like children.

The metal walls of the ship were ripped like paper and cranes and davits ripped from the deck. What was the Captain's name? I have a name in my divers log of Lt Commander Edmonds. Can anybody else remember this voyage and help put the story together?