Diary of a U-Boat Commander

r get away from England and things English? I'l

he two I know best. They are both doing a few trips as second in commands of the later U.C. boats, which are mine-laying off the English coasts.

o mix with them. Unfortunately, it appears that I am almost bound to be appointed as second in command of one of the U.C. boats, for at least one trip before I go to the periscope school and train for a command of my ow

aptain is one Max Alten by name. Beyond the fact that I

seems rather in awe of me

for him, for it must be as awkward

"Le Coq d'Or." I asked Karl and Adolf, and told them to bring three girls. My opposite number was a lovely g

arming, and I have accepted an invitation to take tea at her flat. She is either the wife or the chère amie of a colonel in the Brandenburgers, I could not make out which. Luc

, but I, as usual, was hardly affected. I have a head of

Friday, but the starting resistance of the port main motor burnt

the crews in the U-boats, all work being carried out by the permanent staff, who are quartere

s photograph, and certainly he is no beauty. However, he must be a man of means, as he has given her a charming flat, beautifully de

reatly obliged to Karl for the introduction, and told him so; he himself is running after a little grass widow whose husband has been missing f

ience in this line. Unpleasant, but a fine spectacle, considerable damage don

he first time. A most fascinating sight to see them floating up in waving chai