Captain Alexander Grant, CBE, DSC, Medaille Militaire, Gunner on HMS Lion
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Captain Alexander Grant, CBE, DSC, Medaille Militaire, Gunner on HMS Lion This is Chapter 14 of Through the Hawse Pipe, the unpublished memoirs of Captain Alexander Grant, CBE, DSC who was gunner on HMS Lion during the Battle of Jutland. The original document is held by the Imperial War Museum which has advised that there are no copyright restrictions. To come up "through the hawse pipe" is an old naval slang expression meaning promotion from the lower deck. Officers so promoted were sometimes known as Hawse Pipe Officers. Chapter 14 I travelled overnight from London and then got the first train from Edinburgh to Dalmeny, which brought back memories of Caledonia days. Here I found a railway porter of old acquaintance who soon arranged transport for my luggage to Hawes Pier. As I walked down the narrow footpath leading to the Pier, my thoughts went back to the many times I trod that path and how often on reaching the crest I found the Port Edgar Flag at the mast head of Caledonia. This meant a sprint all the way to Port Edgar, otherwise one missed the boat. Then there was that most hospitable place so well known to Naval Officers, the Hawes Inn. At South Queensferry I was on familiar ground and on that June morning felt much at home as I had many friends and acquaintances in the town. A boat was waiting for me, and on the arrival of my baggage, we made for my new ship. There was the familiar Forth Bridge and I admired once more this fine feat of engineering. HMS Lion There was something new to me on the other side of the river. The young Rosyth Dockyard with its chimneys belching forth smoke was a hive of industry. Then I looked towards Port Edgar which had been a busy place before the Bridge was built and had then lapsed into disuse. Now it was teeming with destroyer pens and new buildings adjoining. The was without a doubt had put South Queensferry on the map. As we approached the Lion I was rather awed by her sleek powerful appearance. Painted in her battle grey, with tail masts, huge funnels, formidable armament of eight 13.5 guns, she gave one the impression that here was a ship that would give an overwhelming account of herself in action. On board the Officer of the Watch, Sub-Lieutenant Lord Burghesh gave me a most warm greeting and took me along to see the Commander, after which I made the acquaintance of my Messmates. Somehow or other it had never occurred to me to wonder why I had been appointed to Lion. Here I soon found out. My predecessor had been court martialled the day previous and dismissed his ship. I was not told the charge against him, never inquired, but it would appear to have been in connection with the ammunition of the ship which I found in a chaotic state. The Gunnery Officer to whom I reported was Lieutenant Commander Longhurst. After a short conversation he turned on to the subject of cordite (ammunition) and he said that it had all been put right and that there would be no difficulty. I did not say very much on the subject, having been a Gunner and Chief Gunner for nineteen and a half years I had my own views on these things and thought it best to see for myself. These preliminaries over and with no one from whom to take over as my predecessor had been dismissed his ship and therefore no longer belonged to the Lion, I made a start to find out things for myself. I therefore got in touch with the Dagger Gunner, Bob Purdie, to take me round the ship and especially the gunnery department. It might be as well to explain the term 'Dagger Gunner'. The science of gunnery was advancing so rapidly that it was considered necessary to have an assistant to the Gunnery Officer to assist him in compiling all the data connected with firing, drills etc. etc. To achieve this, young Gunners of outstanding educational ability were given an advanced course in gunnery and when qualified were termed Dagger Gunner and appointed to ships as such. The first class in this subject started about 1908 and had fully justified itself in many ways. Purdie was a charming fellow, keen on his job, and a most delightful shipmate. We had a good tour of the ship which was all I required for my first day on board. In the evening I had the pleasure of meeting Captain Chatfield and handed him a bunch of roses from his garden in the Excellent which he had created. The flowers were a gift from Pensioner Hawkins who was the rose garden expert. He was delighted with the roses and the thoughtfulness of Hawkins. So finished my first day in the Lion. The Gunner of a ship has at his disposal a number of men known as the Gunner’s party. They vary in number according to the class of ship and are employed in maintaining in an efficient condition all equipment except that which requires the skill of an artificer. This is done by the Armourer, now called the Ordnance Artificer. On the second day therefore I took two of my henchmen and made for one of the turret magazines to investigate the cordite problem. It did not take me long to find the pitiful mess it was in. All cordite on manufacture is given a Lot number. Each Lot is sufficient to make up so many cartridges. Each cartridge is marked, also the, case containing the cartridge, with the Lot number of the cordite. Periodical tests are made at the Ordnance Laboratories on various lots of cordite. For this purpose sample charges from ships are landed for testing and if they do not come up to the standard required the whole lot is withdrawn and destroyed. It will therefore be seen that care and attention must be taken in the stowage of cordite in the Magazine, otherwise confusion and danger may be the result. The cordite for the turret guns was supplied in cylindrical cases, each case containing two quarter charges. There were three markings on the case, one on the case, and one on each of the two lids, therefore the two cartridges and the three markings should all coincide. I found however that a large percentage of the cases in all four magazines possessed five different Lot numbers to each case. I spent the whole day in these magazines and at the end I was rather perturbed about it. To put matters right would mean clearing the magazines, sorting out and putting the cordite into the right ones. This could not be done on board a ship. It was too dangerous a proceeding to suggest. Moreover, although a Gunner is responsible for the magazines and their contents, the Gunnery Officer has the supreme responsibility and he had informed me that all was well. I therefore decided to sleep on it and see how the situation could be remedied. The following day I reported the state of affairs to the Gunnery Officer who replied "Well you are not going to make a noise about it". "That is the last thing I want to do", was my reply. "Well what do you suggest?" "I haven’t made up my mind yet but you can rest assured I won’t do anything that will involve you". I got a boat at one p.m. and on arriving at Crombie went to the Office and asked to see the Naval Ordnance Officer. The clerk nearly swooned at the suggestion that a Chief Gunner RN should see such an august person. "You can't see the NOO. Won’t I do?" he said. “No!” was my reply. "I want to see the NOO." He brought another official higher up the scale who said, “I understand you want to see the NOO, can’t I do all you want?” In reply to that I brought my guns to bear and told him that the Flag Captain of the Lion had sent me to see the NOO and see him I must. That did the trick and I was ushered into his office. There my reception was quite different, I was asked to take a chair and he inquired what he could do for me. I laid all my cards on the table. I told him that the cordite was in an unholy mess, explained just how things were and that the only solution was to change the whole bag-of- tricks, but that the reason of the change must be that there were far too many different lots of cordite on board. We had thirty-four instead of fifteen. He considered for a while and then said, “I would have to see your Captain first. What would be the best time to see him?” I replied, “I would suggest your coming on board after eleven tomorrow morning”, and this was agreed. I returned on board feeling very pleased with my visit and had the feeling that my shots went home in the right direction. The Gunnery Officer was waiting for me at the top of the gangway very anxious to know how I had on. When I told him that the NOO was coming on board tomorrow morning to see the Captain about changing all our cordite due to the fact we had too many different Lots on board, and no mention would be made of the state it was in, he was very much relieved, so was I, for I liked Longhurst from the first meeting and was sorry that he had been let down so badly.