Another 6.8 this day of remembrance.
I have my dad's medals from the war and photos.
My dad suffered because of the war, and like many, I wouldn't be here, if he had died in Burma.dad
And he was fortunate to do so.
Those that survived, only did so because so many died.
I did mention my granddaughter on duty this morning and so proud of the photo my eldest sent me already.
As I know from experience, my childhood, it was in my face to what happened on the home front.
My mum was first a clippy in Yorkie land. Then worked in a munitions factory in the capital.
she stayed with my dad's family in the Portobello road area.
A number of relatives from my dad's side, was caught in the bombing there.
Around the peninsula, river and docks, as well as some residential areas, got absolutely pounded.
My house was standing on its own. And bomb sites were everywhere.
The rebuilding, took decades, but you can still signs of it in places.
Woke up to bright blue sky, and as I took my first few steps in the sun, it started raining, and has not stopped since, very cloudy and gone cooler. Again it was warmer at midnight than midday!!!!!!
A quiet day of chores, still might need to go the shop for a few bits, if they have want I want.
Darts, footie, cricket from last night to catch up with.
Rubbing Salt into the wound of the windies.
Kitchen duties to get through, have yourself a respectful Sunday.
Oh yeah, I've lost hearing in my right ear, some up with it. No reason or health concern to explain,
Been arranged by Mrs L to turn the box down....
What, Eh?
Turn it down.......
What, I can't hear you!!!!
My nan had selective deafness.
Now I know why.......
I can't see it lasting..... Yes dear!
