by Mike Rogers | Mar 25, 2009 | Stories
Silent noise may be an oxymoron but if you wish to experience it go to Alrewas. On a calm, sunny day with the Armed Forces Memorial gleaming in the sun like a Greek temple the silent beat of a million marching feet forces itself into your consciousness. Each memorial...
by Ashley Roden | Mar 23, 2009 | Stories
As a member of the Guards Armoured Division and advancing through Holland this incident occurred and which I still experience today. Having reached our objective for the day, we settled down for the night in and around a small farm. Everyone dug in, or selected safe...
by Stanley Moody | Mar 23, 2009 | Stories
This is a true story. Only the names of individuals have been changed to protect their identity. In 1952, I obtained an industrial training placement at a large steelworks in the Austrian city of Linz-an-der-Donau and stayed there for three months. During that time, I...
by Ray Curtis | Mar 23, 2009 | Stories
‘Oi you.’ Naively I looked up and caught the corporal’s eye ‘Yes you. Come ‘ear.’ Although I had been in the army only a matter of a few months, I had realised that I was a non-entity, just a number. In addition I had also discovered that I had the sort of face that...
by Sally Patricia Gardner | Mar 23, 2009 | Stories
Heather was cold. She pulled the two gray blankets up to cover her nose. She could feel her breath warming her face that way and it was surprisingly comforting. Mummy had said she wouldn’t be a minute, but Heather knew better. Every time the air raid warning went,...
by John Burrows | Mar 21, 2009 | Stories
September 1962; the “Cold War” was at its height. A Young Airman, 21 years old, arrives at the Gates of R.A.F. Scampton. Fresh out of Trade Training as an Air Traffic Operations Clerk, and about to take his first steps into a Real “Operational Station”. Was he...
