Edmund Blunden, The Bonadventure: A Random Journal of an Atlantic Holiday
“ The tide helped us well, but the wind was veering. Urged by those officers and engineers whose wives would be at Barry Docks this evening to greet them, and by his own wishes, the chief had promised to bring the Bonadventure to the tier in Barry Docks by seven.Ilfracombe nestling happily under the moors was quickly passed; the Bonadventure could move when she had a mind; the mellow green country of Somerset parcelled in such English fashion with such straight hedgerows, faded astern. The coast of Wales revealed the twin lighthouses called the Nash Lights, and still the ship raced on. ”
