Sea Stories

The Deck Boy Who Saved a Super Liner

At regular intervals, all vessels are placed in Dry Dock where they are thoroughly examined and repaired before being licensed to return to the high seas. The great ocean liners were no exception. The then 16-year-old Michael Walsh was one of the skeleton crew left to man the RMS Britannic during its repair and renovation in north Liverpool’s Dry Dock.

The repairs may last a week or so during which time, especially at night, there is little or no human activity. The writer later recalled that there were just several quartermasters deployed to act as a fire party. ‘I had been tasked with being the liner’s watchman and was to be positioned in the great liner’s wheelhouse.

Back then, I was still a wet behind the ears deck boy and had volunteered for this night-watchman’s job. The watch duty began at about 6 p.m. and didn’t end until 8 am the following morning. It was soul-destroying but a well-paid duty. All one could do during the night was read a book and maybe catch a little shuteye whilst stretched out on a ship’s deckchair.

The RMS Britannic was the last of the White Star Shipping Company liners. This was the company that had once owned the luckless RMS Titanic. Built-in 1930, the Britannic featured much that would be familiar to the great passenger liners like the Olympic and Titanic. The deckchairs hadn’t changed since that period.

‘During my brief instruction, I learned the ropes relating to the watchman’s duties. Having shown me the various alarms, handles, switches and lights, the officer of the watch then took me across the great liner’s wheelhouse to where there was located a glass cabinet set in the wheelhouse bulkhead.

The cabinet looked very much like any museum display cabinets that hold and display exhibits. However, this wheelhouse cabinet differed in that protruding from its base was lined by about 30 small pipe ends. Think of a 2’ a vacuum cleaner pipe and you have the picture.

Britannic moored at Pier Head, Liverpool

The system like most clever ideas is simple.  Each pipe led to a different section of the great liner, a hold, storeroom, cinema, gym, workshop, or a utility room. In the event of a fire breaking out the smoke would be vacuumed up along the pipe to emerge in the wheelhouse glass cabinet whereupon the fumes would set off the alarm. The number inscribed on each pipe would indicate the section of the vessel affected.

The officer was blasé about this part of the instruction and seemed to me to be going through the motions only. With that, I was left to my own devices. It was admittedly lonely. On the ship’s bridge and confined to the wheelhouse, I was far from any human activity. I had no idea where the ship’s officer would be. The four or so ship’s quartermasters were ten minutes of ladders, walkways, staircases and alleys distant.

MV (RMS) Britannic, Queen Mary, Mauretania 2, Flandre, Olympia, The United States

Each night watch passed uneventfully until during the early hours of one morning the alarm in the wheelhouse cabinet sounded. A false alarm I suspected. When I reached the cabinet, I stood horrified as I watched black smoke pouring from one of the pipes. Ours is not to reason why ours is but to do and die. As earlier instructed, I ran from one alarm to another, pulling levers, pressing buttons, raising and lowering handles.

One is totally unprepared for the bedlam that follows. Every damned light on the darkened liner came on. Simultaneously, the great ship’s whistles on its funnel continually blasted their whistles. The ship’s whistles could be heard six miles away.

Britannic moored at Huskisson Dock, Liverpool

One could barely hear oneself speak to the backdrop of clanging ship’s bells. Far below in the liner’s corridors watertight doors, far heavier than most bank vault doors, were slamming shut. The darkened liner immediately lit up like Blackpool promenade at the height of season but with far greater effect and noise.

Unsurprisingly, the officer of the watch came through the wheelhouse door like fucking batman on steroids. With the glazed-eye look of an unhinged madman, his eyes rolling and his lips soundlessly mouthing, I gathered he was saying something along the lines of, ‘what the freaking hell have you done, you half-witted little bastard.’

I was by now aware of the extremely noisy arrival of fleets of fire engines called from every fire station in Liverpool. Stretched along the dock’s quays were already several fire appliances, their bells ringing, blue lights were flashing, and hoses were already being laid out? Police officers were running here and there without having any clear idea of what to do in such a situation. Arrest a deck boy perhaps?

Unable to utter a word, I jabbed my finger in the direction of the see-all smell-all ‘go and fuck yourself’ glass cabinet. Only then did the ship’s officer realise the seriousness of the situation.

The author Michael Walsh on the foredeck of the RMS Britannic in Manhattan upon which superliner he was awarded his Lifeboat Boat Handling and Steering Tickets.

The cause of the shipboard fire was later revealed.  Welders, working deep down in the ship’s bowels near to the bows had unwittingly allowed sparks to settle in old burlap sacking. The effects of the smouldering had taken time to ignite nearby sacking. The welders, their day finished had gone home. Only much later in the evening did the smouldering sacking burst into flames enough to cause the smoke that was to set off the alarm.

Michael Walsh with shipmates, Michael Smith (Wrexham) and a deckboy from St. Helens.

The incident reminded us all of a similar fire that precisely six years earlier in 1953 had gutted and capsized another great ocean liner in the nearby Gladstone Dock. Then, the Canadian Pacific Railways Atlantic liner, Empress of Canada, at 20,000 tons smaller than the 27,000 ton Britannic, had been destroyed in a similar situation. Did I receive an award, frankly no, not even a ‘well done, lad’ and a handshake. Such is the reward of duty. ~ Michael Walsh. Source

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  1. Leaving the Vindicatrix Dec 61 I just missed being able to join my Fav shipping line WSL but I was surprised to be sent to Lancashire Steel Works at Irlam expecting coal or iron ore little tramp coaster but was very surprised to find a 10,000 ton 12 passenger Royal Mail Liner being made ready to sail for the Caribbean via Bermuda, as I had never been further than New Brighton on the ferry as kids thinking we were going abroad it was with a skip I ran up the gangway to be met by 3 large smoking Jamaican cooks who were pleased to see me as they said the ship could not sail until I arrived and was told to turn too and peel the spuds for lunch , that afternoon I would be introduced to my first smoke of ganger and a drink of Rum and the Cheif Steward asked later why was I seasick going down the canal and just wait till we get out to the Irish sea, a great job on a great ship on a great trip ending up in Kingston where we stayed for 10 days before going around the coast to pick up Sugar, rum and bananas before returning to London needless to say I signed on to do the trip again with a small promotion to Pantry boy.

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    • A wonderful story and one I can well imagine. My heart would have sunk on hearing of a signing of the articles of Irlam of all places. You were a lucky Jack Tar.

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