January can be a grim month. Intimations cover shop windows, announcing death after death. In 2021, a Covid outbreak in Thorney Croft Care Home saw 14 residents die. And on the very last day of January 1953, the Princess Victoria sank, with the loss of 135 lives.
The tragic story is known only too well. The Victoria made slow progress up Loch Ryan that morning. Emerging from the Loch she met with a gale-force storm and thirty-foot waves. Captain Ferguson managed to get the vessel turned, but it was then smashed on the stern by powerful waves. The car deck doors were damaged beyond repair and water flooded the deck.
At 09:46, radio operator David Broadfoot transmitted a message saying: “"Vessel not under command. Urgent assistance of tugs required”. An SOS message was sent at 10:32. In the meantime, the captain seems to have concluded that he had no option but to resume his original course and head out into the storm for Ireland. Five miles from safety, with the engine room flooded and the ship badly listing, Broadfoot messaged at 13:15: “We are preparing to abandon ship”.
The weather conditions, as well as confusion about the Victoria’s location, severely hampered the rescue. Only the lifeboats on one side of the ship could be used, and tragically the one containing women and children was smashed against the sinking ship, meaning none survived.
As with similar disasters, there were some who emerged as heroes. Broadfoot was posthumously awarded the George Cross for staying at his post. The captains of the merchant vessels who came to assist were made members of the Order of the British Empire. Officers of the HMS Contest were awarded the George Medal for their bravery in entering the water to assist the survivors.
One woman, whose story is not so well known, has been hailed as ‘the heroine of the Princess Victoria’. Her name was Nancy Bryson, and she was from my home county of Londonderry. She was a missionary in Kenya, and had come back to the UK with her husband and three children to visit relatives and speak at some meetings. In 2013, her daughter told the BBC: ‘She was one of the bravest women on board who whispered words of comfort to other passengers and led them in singing a hymn. She also tried to help a three year old child into one of the lifeboats but failed to do so, going under the water herself in the process’.
A poem written about her says: ‘God had her there on purpose’. That might seem a strange thing to say. There were those who were booked to be on the ship that fateful January day who ended up not sailing, due to illness or other reasons. Why would anyone think God had her on that ship on purpose?
The answer is because of what she was reported to be doing as the ship sank. The poem recounts ‘She spoke of Jesus and his love and all his power to save’. As a missionary, Nancy Bryson had given her life to tell people of the hope there is beyond this world. She probably imagined that her most important missionary work would be done in East Africa. It may well be that it was done on the Princess Victoria instead. ‘God had here there on purpose, upon the ship that day / To point the soul to Jesus, the true and living way’.
What a contrast she is to another woman on board that day. That secondly lady was seen walking around in a fur coat clutching bags. Someone told her to forget about them, but she replied: ‘This is all the money I have in the world’. She was later seen dead in the water, still tightly clutching those bags. Nancy Bryson, on the other hand, pointed people to true riches, which even death can’t take from us.
In his book on the disaster, Jack Hunter argued that the Victoria’s loss was due less to unseaworthiness than to an unsuccessful rescue operation. More modern ro-ro ships have sunk less than thirty minutes after water invaded their car decks; the Victoria stayed afloat for four hours.
Those four hours would have been agonising – and yet would also have given those on-board time to think about eternity. And in God’s providence there was someone there to point them to the one who endured the waves of God’s wrath so we could live forever.
Published in the Stranraer & Wigtownshire Free Press, 25th January 2024