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I hope you will find this of interest for your website. Best wishes. Mike Coombes. Lieutenant Commander Mike Coombes OBE BSc Royal Navy RetdNavy List Research. Woolacombe Road. Blackheath, London SE3 8. QNTel 4. 4 02. Click on the images for a larger version in a new windowExtract of letter written by Corporal John J Coombes a few months after the event, recounting his own experience on the sinking of HMS ROYAL OAK at Scapa Flow I can talk about the Royal Oak affair now very much out of the limelight without getting all upset. At first I used to feel very miserable when I thought of the splendid men who I had lost, and it unsettled me a little. I make very few good friends, two of them went with her. I was on watch, 1. Keyboard Sentry. A sailor came along for the magazine keys and as he was signing the book we heard a very muffled explosion forward. All of the plates in the ship rang against each other and the whole ship shuddered. I told the sentry, who was scared, to stay on his post, and ran forward to the marines mess deck myself. One or two men were turning out of their hammocks, most stayed where they were. They thought, I guess, that it was a small collision or something, and did not want to have to get up in the middle of the night as they were not duty watch. I can understand it. I went from there onto the quarter deck, and for about a quarter of an hour people were coming and going, and an investigation was going on forward. I was sent to tell the drifter to get up steam. We just stood and wondered and talked. There was a faint smell of cordite, or something similar. We were so keyed up that the second explosion, which was terrific, was not, in my experience at least, half so bad a shock as it might very easily have been. There was a flash, the whole ship was blown up, and debris shot up into the air. It was followed almost immediately by another and the ship straight away started to heel over. Dense flames swept right over the quarter deck, they almost choked one. I could not keep my footing on the deck. She was heeling to starboard, so I ran to the port rail and hung on. Several men were either jumping into the drifter or over the boom into the picket boat. Part of the superstructure had crashed over and smashed the launch on the starboard side. When the ship was nearly on her side I decided that she really was going to sink, and made up my mind when the starboard side of the quarterdeck went up The marines mess deck below was just over the magazine I climbed the rail and ran down the ships side. Men were trying to scramble through the ports from inside. We could see the flames inside as we helped a few out. We had hardly rescued any before she turned right over. I scrambled onto the keel, and jumped as far to port as I could. Thought I shall be dragged down. I was drawn under, but not far, I kicked and struggled through arms and legs and got to the top again. The depth was not great, and therefore the suction was not too bad. Some men say that the keel re appeared, but I did not see it. The sea was thick with heads. I swam to get away from them, and struck out on my own. I must have gone about 2. I found a piece of wood, and held on to it. There were cries for help all around, the sound of engines, but I could see nothing. A sailor swam up from somewhere. I remember saying something about making our way to shore holding onto the wood. About 1 34 miles away were cliffs, the other way, low beach, about 4 miles away. We kicked out for low beach. We started out but gave up because of the cold Whilst we were still kicking the drifter came near to us, we shouted but were not heard. A little later she passed again, going very slowly. We took a chance, left the wood, struck out for her and came up as she stopped to pick some men from off of a Carly raft. It was devilish cold and we stayed for another two hours in the drifter until she was nearly full. By the time that they had taken us on board the Pegasus I had nearly given up the ghost. Three or four men died of exposure. I heard all about the worst part, which I personally had not witnessed, from other men. The sheets of flame below which burned them in their hammocks, mess decks blowing up under their feet etc. Thats all. Corporal John J Coombes.