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We lived in Gosport just across the water. How I miss that place.
Very sobering indeed. That was a generation not looking for sympathy or even help; they just put their heads down and got to work.
Very sobering indeed. That was a generation not looking for sympathy or even help; they just put their heads down and got to work.
I used to love to listen to my grandmother about life living beside the River Clyde during the war. Due to the ship building it was a regular target for bombing. Strangely, my mother rarely if ever talked about it.
VE Day in Hereford, 1945. What a happy day that must have been and not just a few pints downed in the pubs.
Yes, a wonderful day of relief, euphoria, exuberance! That feeling that all wars were over, with no thoughts of "when will the next one be?"
My Dad worked in Riolls Royce as an aero-engine engineer during WW2. His occupation was deemed super important , so he missed out on active service during the war.
He ended up doing his national service in the Royal Navy in the late 40s
My Dad worked in Riolls Royce as an aero-engine engineer during WW2. His occupation was deemed super important , so he missed out on active service during the war.
He ended up doing his national service in the Royal Navy in the late 40s
My old man was too young. Both my grandfathers died when I was young so I haven't a clue what their war service record was. Although I seem to recall Burma being mentioned more than anything.
My grandfather on my Dad's side fought in WW1 - Lost a leg in Belgium and becama a manufacturer of artificial limbs when he got him . One of my sisters in a huge carreer change started studying Prosthetics and qulified when she was 24 - she was making limbs for people until she retired las year.
She was undoubtedly involved in the enormous changes over the past few decades, that brought prosthetics into the very remarkable realm today.
Bravo to your sister, GlasgowJohn!
It was a tough job for a time telling everyone your sister was a prosthetist.
The term is not widely known outside the hospital circuit....
VE Day in Hereford, 1945. What a happy day that must have been and not just a few pints downed in the pubs.
I just can't imagine Currys selling cycles of things these days
