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Not seen it recently but recall the episode. Bombing the monastery wasn't a good idea. Indeed, it wasn't occupied by the Germans until after the Americans bombed it providing cover for the occupants amongst the ruins. The model I had at work shows how difficult the terrain was. The monastery could be considered to be in the lowlands of the Appenines.
Not the same bloke I knew then. Still, one hell of a war. You don't think of deserts being cold. Bloody freezing at night. Literally. Quite possible to have a 100F diurnal temperature range.
The guy I knew was after doors after DDay. To stay alive a) keep away from tanks b) dig a shallow hole and put a door on top to protect yourself. Germans got wise and booby trapped doors.
Last year we visited a few war memorials around europe, this evening my youngest chatted about the Royal Welsh bridge at Den Bosch ( Netherlands ) she got her phone out and we looked at the pictures and remembered them fallen
if anyone does go, you can walk over the cycle bridge and look at the plaque, but then walk back to the housing estate and to the bottom of the bridge that has the names of the fallen engraved all around the supports of the bridge
My father was in the Royal Artillery. He was a bombardier on a 25 lb field gun.
He was sent to Greece then evacuated to Crete then taken off there to North Africa. He fought in the 8th Army from Alamein to Tripoli. Anzio and the Italian campaign followed and he was demobbed from Italy.
The only time he ever spoke of the war was when he met a guy called Murrell Chatwin who was RSM in the Welsh Guards and who won the Military Cross at Anzio.
Aside from that Not a word. The things these guys must have bottled up inside all those years. Makes me shed a tear
I remember Petula Clark coming to our village to visit the old lady that had taken her in when she was evacuated. I was in the infants and she sang downtown to us.
I always wonder why these events get made Bank Holidays and thus get turned into a ‘Bank holiday piss up’? It misses the point of the sacrifices made.
Another groan I have is the way both British and Welsh nationalists hijack them to promote either jingoistic, Brexit like bollocks or decry everyone commemorating a British imperialist and then moaning about the past wrongs of the British Empire.
Can’t they just remember it was a fight against Nazism?
the gathering i went to was very respectful, alot of elderly sat around ( 2 M apart ) under gazebos or sun shades drinking tea out of china cups, kids sat around trying to look interested but i suspect they were bored but kept that to themselves
i must admit i didnt see a drop of alcohol, someone might have gone and got a bottle of sherry after we left, it was that type of thing
Slightly harsh because VE Day is primarily a day to celebrate the end of war in Europe, though that doesn't mean our thoughts shouldn't be more reflective. Even those people still alive who remember VE day itself consider it to be one of the happiest days of their lives, so why not re-enact those feelings of joy on their behalf.
However Remembrance Day is the exact opposite, being a time to think of those that have fallen in combat on all sides. This is indeed a more sombre affair as it should be and certainly not a day for celebration.
Before the war broke out my father in law was in the territorials so was immediately called up in 1939. He spent a large part of the war behind enemy lines in France with the signals operating for much of the time on his own with only his motorbike, gun and radio. He finally made it home in 1945 only to find two weeks later he was required to go to Burma. There he was involved with his platoon in a raid on a Japanese camp and we now have the flag from their encampment with the names of the Jap members (or families) written on it. Came back in 1947 weighing 6 stone with the modern day equivalent of PTSD. That is all we know because he would never talk about it. The odd thing is that he was the only person we have ever heard about who fought the war at the sharp end.
Thus VE Day had special significance for my wife. It also puts into perspective how we all moan about being in lockdown when our fathers and grandfathers were forced to go to war.
Very interesting, I wasn't aware of that. I was waiting at Den Bosch station for around half an hour in March, I probably could've caught a taxi out to see the bridge.
Here's a short video about it.
https://youtu.be/EIyYBzMn7sg
There is a fear that the VE celebrations might lead to a bit of an upturn in the spread of the virus compared to the current trend.
I have a picture of my mum she is 5, it is a VE street party picture.
There must be 50 people in it and only 1 of them is a man and he is an elderly gentleman.
The majority of all the men in her street had either made the ultimate sacrifice or were still overseas.
Nah. Not at all. I can see that my comment could be read in two different ways and I apologise for any ambiguity and I realise that it could have been grammatically structured better for the purposes of clarity - but I don't stereotype people across the board like you do. If I ever do come over like that please pipe up as I would hate to think that I harbour ludicrous prejudices like you do.