Born just before the start of war,that was your life,Dad was a man in uniform,who came to visit and then left,hid in the toilet in the yard,I wasnt going to kiss him again,
when he came home lots of photos he had taken in north africa,one burnt bodies of dead german solders,horrible to think I didnt feel sorry for them,many year latter 1967 a man sent from singapore to hong kong,died when the bomb went off when he was trying to make it safe,married with a young baby I cried for him and his family,