For an old soldier I’m proud to call my Dad. He was lucky to live all his life; he died at home at the age of 93, 6th January 2017. 

Called up at 19.  Fought at Monte Cassino.

If he hadn’t come home like so many didn’t – I wouldn’t have known what it feels like to be me… a sobering thought on such a God-given day, when the November sky is blue and the House-Sparrows are chirping ever so sweetly… 

Armistice Day from one corner of England, Britain, The World. We Will Remember Them…

As a one-time Chelsea Pensioner.

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Boys will be boys…

From out of the blue… Dad as a boy with three, wild, live lizards clinging to his face – c1938 on holiday on Exmoor with cousins Julian and Paul. Dad loved reptiles and was a champion lizard catcher and snake catcher! (Stills from cine film by Frank Bartlett) Added on the 17th November 2018; I saw ‘Dad The Boy’ for the first time Ever on the 16th. Thanks Julian for sharing; seeing Dad in action – laughing, playing, being silly – is MAGIC X

With cousins Julian…

and Paul.

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My Dad used to sing ‘D Day Dodgers’; so pleased I found this on YouTube – because he was an Eighth Army ‘D Day Dodger’.  

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