A Tidman, Royal Navy

The sinking of the Lusitania was a foul murder, but of course we’ll make amends when we see those Germans, we are just itching for a rub at them. We lost eight men whilst covering the landing of the troops, but the troops have progressed all right. I shall never forget the night the Goliath went down, I had the middle watch, but it was sad to see the men struggling for their lives in the water, and all the ships showing their searchlights on the men in the water. You can’t picture it at home. We did our best to save a lot of them, I think we had about 100 survivors on our ship and 3 dead, the latter we buried at sea – a sailor’s grave. We were not far from her. We have been in the thick of it just lately, but still the old ship is as sound as a bell. The Germans are not men, the Turk is a gentleman to the German. I am safe as houses. I am as brown as a berry. It is lovely to have a swim not far from where the guns are firing. Don’t worry about me.