Tag Archives: World War II
Patriotic thoughts, while on a level crossing
The train’s clattering out of the station with a bit of a wheeze. She may run on electricity – but she whines a lot. I’ve just been told, by a new British citizen, that this is the oldest electric railway … 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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