by Henry Dallimore | Apr 1, 2009 | Poetry
I can always stop a bullet That is meant for someone else That’s what I told the Sergeant At the recruiting office You’re too old said he Go home, old man, Sit by your fire And think of us No I said I can always stop a bullet That is meant for someone else I mean to...
by Henry Dallimore | Mar 28, 2009 | Stories
Those after my generation may not apprciate the importance of radio Luxembourg, but back in the50’s it was our only source of popular music. It was,as the name suggests, based in Luxembourg and actually had commercial breaks!! This was 10 years before the BBC...
by Henry Dallimore | Mar 27, 2009 | Stories
NATIONAL SERVICE STORIES -R.SIGS. – 1955 When I look back at the time which I spent as a member of BAOR, I remember with affection some of the characters that I had met, in particular the members of my radio detachment. We were an oddly assorted group, the was...
by Henry Dallimore | Mar 27, 2009 | Stories
National Service Stories- R.Sigs- 1955 I have recently remembered another rather amusing incident from my national service days. As you may possibly recollect from my previous narratives, I was put in charge of a mobile multi-channel radio link. Amongst the equipment...
by Henry Dallimore | Mar 26, 2009 | Poetry
Each year the numbers don’t decrease You would expect that they would As age the old ones get release And the peace that they always should The faces always younger get Yet fifty thousand out today Each one with all the others met Intent one thing, their tributes pay...
