A guest blog by a contributor
This will be a long and somewhat sombre post, but one I feel I have to make.
Tomorrow is, of course, the eleventh day of the eleventh month. I, along with countless others, will take this opportunity to think of those who have fought and died for this country. I shall think, in particular, of my great grandfather who spent most of his short life in the Army, and ultimately lost it as a result of WW1.
Indeed, unlike many of the men who were conscripted into the “Great War”, my great grandfather would have been a very experienced soldier. He first signed up when he was only 16 (his father having passed away when he was 10). He then spent eight years in the Army before leaving in about 1910. He was recalled when WW1 broke out and spent over two years of…
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