I have been wondering what to write about today on Remembrance Sunday and thought I would mention Stuart's Dad and my Dad who both fought in WW2.
Stuart's Dad was in the Merchant Navy and the Royal Navy his ship was assigned to escort duty with the Russian Convoys in Arctic waters. He was a Petty Officer on board. He survived the war. He never spoke about it but we do know that his ship ran out of cigarettes which must have been awful with the strain the men were under.
My Dad volunteered as he was exempt and was in the Home Guard till then When he joined up he was in the The Royal Corp of Signals, he was a dispatch rider first then a Morse key operator. I remember the delight he took in teaching me Morse when I was in the Girl Guides.
Both Dads are fondly remembered today and always.
That's it for today I have written the tale of of the Hooded Merganser in my Bird Watching Diary if you are interested. Links in the side bar there is aso a new entry in my Bookcase. Love Joan.