Remembering a good friend and fellow volunteer
We farewelled a volunteer today, John Morris was his name. A gentleman from England, never one to seek acclaim. A sailing man was he, in boats both small & large from a 14 footer to a Thames sailing barge.
In fact, he steered ‘Queen Elizabeth’ that huge Cunarder and made the task look easy ‘though it was much harder.
To miss the Cornish fishing fleet he spun the wheel to port and smashed ‘alf the bloody crockery’ as it fell athwart.
It was the only course of action; ‘cause he remembered 1942 when the sister ship ‘Queen Mary’ cut a cruiser clean in two.
