David Weaver
gone but not forgotten
Keep em coming Stitcher, it's the only way I can keep my kids and grandkids believing the tall tales of truth from the thirties onwards. I measured out the floor plan of an Anderson Shelter in my lounge room last week and they were gobsmacked when I told them I spent the big Aston Raid in one with Granny White, Mom, Brother Harold, Sisters Joan, Berly, and Barbara. United in fear I can tell you.
If other members enjoy looking at the pictures I post, that is all the encouragement I need to carry on but we must all remember that my collection will run dry one day. That means we should all keep our eyes open for images from the past so we can carry on indefinately.