Without a doubt, a wee nip will be raised in the Smith bothy to wish Danny a very happy birthday, and with plenty left in this particular bottle, he had better stay around a bit. Meanwhile, does anyone have memories of the change from war to peace circa 45/46. How quick was the transition, and, what was it like becoming a civvy again. I'm sure as Danny experienced many years later, returning to civvy street in those days may well have been a wrench, for those called to duty at a very young age. I bet there's a few who remember their demob, and might wish to comment.
Happy Birthday on Monday Danny
Smudge
