Diary of Denis Patrick (alias Rupert Bert Patrick), 1941-1945 - Part 10
Printed telegram form - see original document.
Office of Origin. Words. Time lodged.
Pyrmont 18 11 20am
Printed form L A C Patrick
Awatea 12 Wharf Pyrmont
Mother Rupert Daisy Iris saw you lifeboat safe landing love
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RECEIVED TELEGRAM
Office of Origin Words Time Lodged
Pyrmont. 19 2 20pm
To L.A.C. Patrick
Awatea Pyrmont
Wishing you a happy voyage and best
of luck lots of love
“Vonn. 2 24pmsb
POSTAL PRECEPTS.
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MONDAY, JUNE 9 1941
Questionnaire -: (Answer yes or no.
Did you get Doug’s letter?
What time were you on board?
Did you climb up to Captains bridge?
" " focus mirror on us?
Climb up a rope ladder?
Could you see the red chiffon h'chief?
Were you waving to us from the lifeboat?
Did you pick out Vonne?
Did you get my wire after sailing?
Do you know we took two taxi's
and then stood 6 hours?
We had to laugh at your auties someone
said you qualified for the 300 -
It was a wonderful sight at the last
I shall never forget it and I focussed
my eyes on the one I believed to be you -
Rupert was very kind [[Wmi?]] he felt your going very much. I was composed.
TUESDAY, JUNE 10 1941
xxx xxx
The red brown earth its
gentle bosom gives the
purple canes to suck x
In the chalice of [[?]] [[?]] filled &
over flows the [[nutlers?]]Augan [[heinticus?]] cup
"
from oceans vast the wind
has borne moist rain
to feed the ech fill the cup
The red earth's gentle bosom
gives the purple canes
to suck.Lu wite springs the Teiu suckleweans weaned the sun the lowest faint
from her on its [[pai?]]
WEDNESDAY, JUNE 11 1941
AIR MAIL - PALESTINE
Palestine 1941 - DAVID McNICOLL
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Not come again? When morning mist
lifts from the lanes in amethyst,
Or when the surf on sloping sands
Spreads its sleek cream with gentle hands
Nor come when tea is on the lawn
In that new day when peace is born?
THURSDAY, JUNE 12 1941
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164th day FRIDAY, JUNE 13 201 to come 1941
Arose from my fitful slumbers at
a most ungodly hour with that queer
feeling in my stomach that one does
get I should imagine when one is about to
to be married. Or about to enter the
dentists chair. Or an operating theatre - This
is the day, we are actually leaving dear old
Aussie & her sunny coves God bless her sunny
names -
We left No 2 Embarkation Depot at 11.00hrs
in double decker buses - I rand Mother just
before I left and in broken voice she said
"If only I could see you now darling" - Dear little
mum I thought the same too, but it was
too late for wishes, war & time knows no
sentiment - At the wharves Sir Donald
Cameron made a long speech & wished
us a safe return, we felt inclined to
share his sentiments -
Later I saw Mother, Iris. Rupert, Aunt
Daisy & Penn standing on the hill.
the boat waited for hours & still they
waited faithfully to the end - I could hardly
see their faces but their thoughts and mine
were as one. - At 1500 hrs we weighed the
anchor. & slowly put to sea. - I looked longingly
& hopefully at the old familiar shore.
We all did 1200 of us, & I imagine we all
wondered secretly will we see them
again? I wonder.
165th day SATURDAY, JUNE 14 200 to come 1941
Today we explored the boat. asking the
seamen all the fool questions in the world
Many lectures followed telling us what
we must do & what we must not do.
Then boat drill which concists of bells
ringing and sirens blowing all adding to one
another melody - on leaving this we
all dash to our cabins like rats down
a hole & put on our Mae Westers, &
wait while the boats are being lowered.
then we more bells gongs & whistles
and we go up to our respective boat station
and do a bit more waiting - after. prolonged
periods of time we are dismissed
I find myself interned with none other than
than Bert Meyers. Ian Richards &: Don Parkinson
we are or will be a merry quartette -
The sea is choppy and many airman
are draped over the rails. each as you
pass him looks at you with with 'ghastly pang,
& curses with his eye' -
Spent the rest of the day lounging
about judiciously avoiding work.
I have a little up on most of the boys
in this respect. so I shouldn't have any
trouble on the boat in this respect.
166th day SUNDAY, JUNE 15 199 to come 1941
The ships black out system denies us of
quite a lot of daylight - we lie in until
quite a latish hour in the mornings
because the cabin remains dark until
the lights are switched on - however the
lying in is quite satisfactory and I have
no complaints as I have now definitely
proved to myself that I can exist without
breakfast.
Gambling is the favourite pastime
among the ground crew. lads - the air crew
usually drink beer - the latter being less
fatal -
A bunch of machine gunners did some
shooting over the stern at nothing in particular
it was just to stop the guns from becoming
rusty & to make sure they would still work
We have only one convoy ship one worthy
craft the H.M.A.S.Australia -
And so we dip through the south seas
on our way to the big adventure.
& no doubt well find it
Finally went to bed and dreamed
of land, good solid "terra firmament" We
should be in Auckland tomorrow
167th day MONDAY, JUNE 16 198 to come 1941
Arise ye sleepy heads what's this I spy but
land. Yes sir green trees too. and on both
sides life is real again.
At 1200 hrs we berthed at Auckland the
capital city of the north island. its all
south to me but one has to be sociable
We got leave and left the ship en masse
the people were very hospitable
The town reeled with Australian Airmen &
sailors, they possessed every cafe & pub in the
town - Later a Canadian ship berthed & a crew
of sailors from that ship the Prince Robert assisted
in the general disorder;- No doubt much grog has
slaked thirsty throats this day. -
Auckland is not a beautiful city but quite
picturesque in a setting of green hills - strange
bald looking mounds which could almost be
called mountains - some of these were
strongholds of the Maori war chiefs - and
one in particular was known to have held the
English at bay for a great time - The names
of every street & town is Maori & consequently
very hard to pronounce - The favourite drink
here it Wiatauatie its al I can do to
pronounce it let alone drink it.
Met some girls from a local office who gave
us quite a pleasant evening - returned to the
boat at 12 'oclock. tired % weary having seen
a little more of a very big & ever-changing world
168th day TUESDAY, JUNE 17 197 to come 1941
Jim Bert & I went in search of more sights
today - met some people who drove us around
in their car. we saw the famous museum I
particularly wanted to see the moa bird & there
he was in his glass case big and stately
like an oversized ostridge - quite dead of course
The day passed quite eventfully & in the
evening a petty officer asked us to a "little"
party at some friends place - so we turned
up in full force - boy what a night the
folk turned out to be from lates theatrical
show. every body was an artist of some sort.
The men were all from some amer N.Z. ship.
they were great sports and didn't seem to mind
us "going to town" with wifey. - Bert vanished
with the only eligible girl - Jim disappeared
with one lads girl friend & I amused myself
with the Hostess a charming lass with pretty
brown eyes & a disarming smile - She had two
lovely kiddies who slept peacefully through
all the din & row
At four we broke up the happy party &
after very affectionate farewells we went back to to our ship.
169th day WEDNESDAY, JUNE 18 196 to come 1941
Leave was stopped today - many N.Z. airmen
came on board - they have a different uniform
to us - grey colour - thousands of people flocked
on to the wharf. mothers sisters & sweethearts
mostly each clamouring to get a last look at
their boys.
We put out late and farewelled
Auckland very much impressed by her war effort
which seems to be 100% the Labor government
is very unpopular though with its
conscription bill. & taxation policy.
Tonight every body seemed to go the whole
hog on the grog. & just as I was getting to bed
Allan Dougall arrived with his cronies bearing
a great handful of stake & a four
gallon fire extinguisher which the proceeded
to set off in our cabin well the floor just
swished with acid & stuff I poped the
half empty extinguisher out of the window
porthole which seemed the only sensible thing
to do 0 in the meantime the drunks
danced a hulla. in the liquid - finally
we got them out & mopped up the juice
I went to bed very late soundly recommending
prohibition
170th day THURSDAY, JUNE 19 195 to come 1941
Still at sea no land in sight. and I am
still dodging work with remarkable success
although the C.O. caught me lounging in my
cabin when I should have been doing
training - I explained when pressed that I
was sea sick I felt very hurt when he
looked as if he doubted my word. - the
sea was as calm as a milk pond though
& I can understand his feelings. - The very
thought of work now makes me violently ill
so they shouldn't force it on me.
The Prince Robert sticks closely when she
can keep up - she is a smallish craft an
armed merchantman
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