Manchester Liners - Ship Naming Policy, House and Flag Colours

Ship Naming Policy, House and Flag Colours

The company's ship-naming policy throughout its 87-year period of operations was to use its home port's name plus a suffix word, often a trade or occupation. The most frequently used name was Manchester Trader, applied to six different vessels between 1898 and cessation of operations in 1985. Some names used appropriately during the First World War, such as Manchester Hero, Manchester Brigade and Manchester Division were not reused after the disposal or loss of those vessels. Some vessels operated short-term or on charter retained their original names and did not receive the Manchester prefix.

From the earliest days, the line's colours were: funnels – dark red with black top and thin black band; hulls – black with white boot topping. During the Second World War, ships were painted in battleship grey and the names were deleted for security, except when in friendly ports. From the 1960s onwards, some ships' hulls were painted light grey and others red.

The line's flag colours were a red oval, placed horizontally, with white "ML" lettering in the centre, imposed on an overall white background.

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