tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21968349.post5886929405437521353..comments2023-10-30T12:01:42.235+00:00Comments on my (elastic) gap year: Great Great etc Uncle Patrick Henryapprenticehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13784785172285984036noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21968349.post-34320584618338854332009-11-15T16:12:18.797+00:002009-11-15T16:12:18.797+00:00Thank you all for being so interested in this post...Thank you all for being so interested in this post. I'm doing a lot of thinking about my parents just now, both have been dead for a while now and I suppose I'm re-examing things with the bennefit of hindsight.apprenticehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13784785172285984036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21968349.post-36055254333232881612009-11-14T11:03:25.691+00:002009-11-14T11:03:25.691+00:00What a fantastic posting.
I am suggesting my husb...What a fantastic posting. <br />I am suggesting my husband reads it too.Janhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08627338108089464863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21968349.post-17663415241952191382009-11-12T18:55:52.907+00:002009-11-12T18:55:52.907+00:00History is indeed usually written by the winners, ...History is indeed usually written by the winners, usually the men too. I'm currently reading a history of mediaeval women, which aims to redress the balance somewhat...<br /><br />It was lovely to meet you the other day. The bird you mentioned may well be a hawfinch and you're very priveliged if it was as they're very rare. You can check out the link at: http://www.rspb.org.uk/wildlife/birdguide/name/h/hawfinch/index.aspx.Crafty Green Poethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02486633917197181851noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21968349.post-21027875547939530212009-11-09T19:37:42.843+00:002009-11-09T19:37:42.843+00:00There's your poem: right in the last paragraph...There's your poem: right in the last paragraph!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06280161801824435219noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21968349.post-66401123636742321812009-11-09T16:24:32.453+00:002009-11-09T16:24:32.453+00:00What a guy! All that to cope with and 'lice i...What a guy! All that to cope with and 'lice in kilts.'<br />A classic example of the men alluded to in 'They don't make them like that anymore.'Pathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01529798893653033970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21968349.post-24710596618339136452009-11-08T13:21:02.993+00:002009-11-08T13:21:02.993+00:00This should read:
On DLS, he refused to give his ...This should read:<br /><br />On DLS, he refused to give his sleeper berth up as it was the first proper bed he'd had in months, and he was heading north to see my dad having just found out my grandmother had died 6 month earlier. My dad was 11, my grandmother was a chronic asthmatic, and she had a fatal attack two week before their home took a direct hit in the Clydebank blitz. Her death probably saved my father's life. My grandfather made arrangements for my father during a 48 hour pass and returned to sea.apprenticehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13784785172285984036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21968349.post-90840478775121216412009-11-08T13:09:33.842+00:002009-11-08T13:09:33.842+00:00He was my paternal grandfather, and yes his life w...He was my paternal grandfather, and yes his life was amazing. Although he was a quiet man, who told us little of all of this, preferring to spend time on a small Scottish island, Bute, with a view of the sea from his windows.apprenticehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13784785172285984036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21968349.post-31884084122997751572009-11-08T12:17:00.793+00:002009-11-08T12:17:00.793+00:00The history of your uncle is amazing, please can y...The history of your uncle is amazing, please can you make contact at Historical RFA so that we may add your uncles history to our records.Webmaster at Historical RFAhttp://www.historicalrfa.orgnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21968349.post-81848348237800665492009-11-07T13:30:26.906+00:002009-11-07T13:30:26.906+00:00I took the narrator of this poem to be a teenager ...I took the narrator of this poem to be a teenager or a young man, and at that age one is usually dimissive of your forebearers. Plus it is an American voice about a family that maybe didn't deliver "the dream". But the last few lines that caught me, it's the sort of things that parents say, that you only appreciate years later. "You shouldn't be ashamed of yourself" ie you are your forebears/family.<br /><br />On DLS, he refused to give his sleeper berth up as it was the first proper bed he'd had in months, and he was heading north to see my dad for the first time, havng just found out my grandmother had died 6 month beforehand.apprenticehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13784785172285984036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21968349.post-55040846009941533712009-11-06T22:28:47.131+00:002009-11-06T22:28:47.131+00:00An amazing synopsis, A. Loos was a dreadful battle...An amazing synopsis, A. Loos was a dreadful battle, the loss of life was awful, and for nothing. I've read about convoys PQ 17 and 18 - probably the worst in terms of lives lost. And while I can admire Tate as a poet, I'm uncomfortable with his sentiments in this poem. My ancestors were dirt poor agricultural folk, but no different from many others in Buchan at that time. They did what they had to do to survive, and that's enough for me.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21968349.post-84194310402527008362009-11-06T12:44:20.432+00:002009-11-06T12:44:20.432+00:00Reading brings out both tears and laughter. Amazin...Reading brings out both tears and laughter. Amazing. And that was just part of his life!Rouchswalwehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01393987883437907945noreply@blogger.com