valMORNA and Smudge,
May I second every word which Smudge has just said ! Every story of wartime or post war reminisences must necessarily be unique: all are of equal value. Press on rewardless! (as I was told by
Chugalug at the start).
valMORNA, you seem to have had an interesting time in Battle (to say the least). The tale of the messed-up cricket pitch touches a chord. In '41, before call-in from "Deferred Service", I was cycling in to my job in Liverpool from Maghull (8 miles out). Half way I passed a big "Road House" (suburban pub).
They'd just finished laying down a beautiful new bowling green (I don't think it'd ever been played on). There'd been a big raid on the city the night before, a stray bomb had blown a huge crater out of the
exact centre.
A sad sight indeed.....D.
Chugalug,
(You've been absent for a while, I was getting quite worried) As ever, I join you (and us all, I'm sure) in our thanks to our Moderators - may their Tribe Increase !....D
My next instalment follows.
Cheers, all. Danny.