Ramblings of a nonagenerian (vintage 1923). Grew up in Lambeth in the 20s and 30s. Lived and worked in London during World War II. I have been attempting to do the Telegraph Cryptic Crossword since 1939! (My daughter says I *have* to write this, but I am troubled as it sounds so conceited.) I bought my first computer aged 85 and am continually frustrated by the vagaries of the technological age.
Sunday, 14 November 2010
Remembrance Sunday
Today I have been thinking of my nephew, Graham, who is laying a wreath at the Belfast Memorial as the Representative of the Salvation Army in Northern Ireland. No doubt, like me, he will be thinking of Ernie, his uncle, one of the 55,000 men of Bomber Command who were killed in WW2. Soon, I hope, there will be built a memorial in London to honour the sacrifice made by these brave young men whose average age was 22 years. It is so right that for our tomorrows they gave their today.
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