MPN11 said
ricardian ... alas, I was a D-Day baby. My father was scheduled to be in the 3rd line of boats on SWORD, and according to the strange logic of the time determined that my mother should always have a memory of him.
As it happened, due to some rescheduling, he went ashore on D+8 and survived.
So I wasn't really needed. And I'm an only child
I never knew who my father was, my grandmother got a telegram out of the blue in 1943 saying "FgOff xxx has been killed on active duty" or words to that effect. Gran didn't keep the telegram and could not remember the name - it was the first indication she had that my mother had put down someone elses name as NOK. After I was born my mother obviously missed the service life for she left me with my grandparents & her sister to serve for two more years in the WAAF. She eventually married and had 3 children - now after umpteen years I am touch with my sister who has lived in Australia for the last 45 years.
It would be an amazing coincidence if Wwwop knew my mother (Gladys Fletcher, believed to be a Sgt instructor) when she was at Blackpool.