by Jim Love | Feb 6, 2010 | Stories
( The Falklands 1982 ) We’d tabbed around the back of Mount Kent,passing the mortar positions. Some of the guys on the mortar line, had broken their ankles. This was due to the boggy ground, and the inability to get the mortars to bed in properly. So...
by Geoff Faragher | Jan 8, 2010 | Stories
There was a polite knock on the office door. The Naval Lieutenant Commander looked up from his paperwork and called out ‘Come in!’ A smartly dressed WREN opened the door and stood in the doorway. ‘Chief Petty Officer Bickerell to see you, sir.’...
by Nick Massey | Oct 20, 2009 | Stories
As the years pass by, I sit in corners dark and safe Not the young carefree man of yesterday, but a lost and lonely grey man hopelessly drowning in my own thoughts, living with the knowledge of unchangeable yesterdays. I was so much but it means so little to so many...
by Mark Samwell | Oct 15, 2009 | Stories
I stand outside in my back garden. I have a glass of whiskey, it is warm from being held in my hand whilst I sat inside watching the night through the patio doors from the warm comfort of my sofa. The night sky is black crystal, perfectly clear, and yet impenetrable,...
by Jan Hedger | Oct 15, 2009 | Stories
First a smooth ferry crossing, then down from Dunkerque to our friends for a meal. Woke up next day, by the sea in Wimereux! Did the shopping thing, the first day! Next day, Nigel and I walked up to Wimereux cemetery, along rue McCrae. First thought, was of pure...
by Jim Shoemaker | Sep 28, 2009 | Stories
Driving home from a trip up north, having a terrible cold, i noticed i was beginning to doze off. With my brother in tow, already asleep by my side in the passenger seat I decided to stop off at a gas station by the side of the highway. I parked on the unmarked...
