Pyrrhus being swung at a buoy, Port Swettenham, Malaya. That old steam tug got through a lot of work (see the story of the tug below the picture).

It was hot, humid and airless at the anchorage and buoy berths and spending a week there in the days before ships were air conditioned, loading timber plank by plank, was not a favourite pastime. It used to be such a relief to get to sea again and have a nice breeze blow through the accommodation.

George Waddingham, who sailed in Blue Flue from 1951 to 1957, emailed this to me:

The photo that interested me most was the one of the "Pyrrhus" in Port Swettenham, with a tiny tug alongside.
During the war my father was injured whilst on a Russian convoy, and was subsequently pronounced unfit for sea service, but he managed to get a job with the "United Towing Company" of Hull. Immediately after the war, I took a day off school and went out on the trials of this brand new, tiny tug. Up and down the Humber, over the measured mile, followed by, in those days, a sumptuous buffet. I can still remember the ham sandwiches!
On my first trip, on the Glenorchy, crawling up to Port Swettenham, what should come round the bend but THE tug.
My father had sailed her ( though I didn't know at the time ) from the UK to Malaya. I don't know how long it took, but I do know that they hardly lost sight of land all the way!

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