Tag Archives: Remembrance
What lies beneath
I asked permission to take a picture at the fracture clinic in our local hospital yesterday. At first I couldn’t decide how I felt about the poppy, the symbol of remembrance for those who died in conflict, serving their country. … Continue reading
A nice cup of tea and a bunker
Oh God. Kelly’s heading my way with that moronic morning smile on her face. “Ready for our cup of tea are we, Edith?” We? We? Ye gods! Is she fetching two straws with it? What I’d give for a gin … Continue reading
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Tagged Battle of the Atlantic, Bunker, Holocaust, Liverpool, Remembrance, War, Western Approaches, World War II
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MEMOIRS OF A HUSK 