At Liverpool. Coaled ship. There was a great rumour again about going to sea tonight. Two destroyers which came in yesterday and were supposed to be our escort have been ordered to Queenstown.
I attended to the Chaplain this morning but could not get much news out of him, except that he didn’t think we would go out today.
I wrote a letter to Jude this afternoon and posted it on shore this evening. I have just returned from shore (10-30 p.m.) and to cap a nice evning I find a letter from you awaiting me and a photograph. It is a great treat to receive a letter from you since it is the first letter I have received from anyone since last Tuesday. The photograph is a very natural one indeed, and I will forgive you for looking so solemn.
I went ashore with Woods S. B. A. at 5 p.m. and accompanied him to the Smithdown Infirmary, where the wounded soldier-friend of his was staying. On arrival there we were informed that he was discharged this morning, so we had a wild goose chase. Returning to Pier Hd I left Wood as he was going over to the New Brighton Skating Rink. I went into the town and strolled about till nearly 7 p.m. when it was rather dark, so I went into a picture place. The pictures were splendid and the “star” one “Out of the drift”, featuring that splendid little actress Miss Marguerite Clark, was indeed fine and I hope you will be able to see it some time or other. Charlie Chaplin is on view here next week in the picture I saw at Halifax – “The Floor-walker”.
I hear tonight that it is possible that the bullion and ratings taking passage wqill be discharged to some other vessel for passage to Halifax. I wonder if, after all, that old fortune-teller’s words are to come true. How I do hope so!