“Who is she?” asked Edge. They were sitting in a car outside a closed garden centre, just off the A41 near Bicester. “She’s Charlie Dorking’s niece, Alice Warboys. She’s a uniformed copper who wants to [more…]
The young, patriotic volunteer of 1914 would be given some rudimentary training, shipped to one of the Channel Ports and then marched to the front line, singing a jaunty song. He would then go into [more…]
In April Edge was discharged from the hospital in Faro and referred to a local hospital for ongoing physiotherapy. He made a remarkable recovery due to his fitness, determination and cussedness, but more importantly with [more…]
To give everyone a rest from the military stuff, I thought I’d share one of my ways of retreating from the stresses of life, politics, the media and people. Watercolour painting is a good starting [more…]
He came out of the water at the side of a lake, near where a small river joined the main body of water. The air was cool and fresh with the scent of the pine [more…]
The Transavia flight from Charles de Gaulle Airport, touched down at Lisbon thirty minutes behind schedule. The passenger who had been sitting in the starboard isle seat by the over wing exit, waited for the [more…]
Medical personnel had known for years that the stress of battle could induce neuroses in soldiers. Cases of “battle neuroses” had been identified during the wars in South Africa and many of the survivors from [more…]
They barely paid him any attention because nobody wears their cloaks of invisibility as effectively as London’s homeless. Edge was at his OP on the south-east corner of Lincoln’s Inn Fields where he could watch [more…]
What seems such a long time ago, my dear long-suffering wife decided that she wanted to be a teacher. She had lived in many places, often not through choice, served her country in the Armed [more…]
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