lindisfel
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When I worked in the gas house I often had the help of an electricians mate from that area of Lincoln. I was just in my early twenties and he took to telling me about when he got captured by the Japanese and was put in jail in Singapore then he worked on the Death Railway until released after hostilities ended. He reckoned the conscripted race that fought with the Japanese were worse, they just pushed men off bridges for fun. Those were the ones who particularly got to him.My Dad used to feel bad because he was chosen to be an instructor in the Royal Artillary and was never sent abroad but saw people he had taught sent away to fight. My uncle was at Dunkirk but was one of those who did not get off but had to make their way down the coast to another pick-up point - St Nazaire, I think.
In the 50's my mother was a guide/weaver in the Old Weavers' House in Canterbury and she was amazed at the hatred many Australian visitors showed towards Japanese items in the house.
Humans have a huge capacity for hatred - as we can see again these days. I believe there is an even greater capacity for love and friendship. Pity so many fail to exercise it.