Obviously the writing gene failed to make it into the DNA of Peter Dickens, the great-grandson of Charles Dickens. Very dry, a little presumptuous and makes you wonder how he came to command a MTB (Motor Torpedo Boat) flotilla. But at times does give credit to those who deserved it, both officer and enlisted alike. Also cites the bravery and courage of his German opponents.
British MTBs seemed to suffer the same logistical difficulties the U.S. PT (Patrol Torpedo) boats did with regard to spare parts and engine reliability. Dickens regularly comments about arriving on station with only a few of the boats he set out with. But it doesn't matter as many of his boats always seem to miss their targets! Lucky for the Germans.
Interestingly enough, one of his best boat commanders was a Scot named Jamie Fraser. The way Dickens describes him make you think of a certain character from the Diana Gabaldon novels. But alas, this Jamie Fraser is lost in a clash with German convoy escorts off the Dutch coast. Dinna fash, we still have our fictional character, at least for now.