PARADE OF HISTORY
Many years ago I signed on aboard the 38ft (11.6m) cutter Providence bound for Dunkirk from Dover for the 50th little ships re-enactment of Operation Dynamo. It was an emotional experience. The fleet gathered in the locked docks under the castle. At the appointed hour, the gates opened and we set off across the Channel.
Superficially, the weather was kind, with crisp clear air and blue skies, but the sting was a Force 6 westerly and a spring tide. The resulting seas had little effect on the Thames barges and none at all on a lone paddle steamer, but the pretty motor launches built for the rivers of southern England were suffering. Pitching and rolling as they were never meant to, the sludge of ages was stirring up in fuel tanks more
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