I suppose I should vaguely apologise for my late Father, who as a TA gunner spent the first year or two of WW2 helping hose AAA shells into the air over London and the SouthEast with little regard as to where the fragments would land. But then there was a War on, of course.
In his Soldier's PayBook he kept a [surely illegal] loose-leaf record of where he'd been in those years. Which I still have - and so do you, now. Apologies for the faint scan of his pencil writing. I can re-do if anyone cares deeply.
