Above: Tea and croquet, Highcliffe, July 1940. Jack Cargill (pictured) and I were invited here by these ladies after Dunkirk. Jack went on to become a methodist minister at Stockton. He was a good pal. I remember during the retreat he opened his mouth too wide to yawn and his jaw locked!
Below: Just after Dunkirk, with my two pals, 1940. We had been through an awful time. I was 22. (Editor's note: Not sure who pals were - could have been Ivor Castor, Les Blowers, or possible others).
Mrs Margaret Jones, from Fairwater, Cardiff. This is one of the ladies who befriended me when I arrived at Cardiff from Dunkirk. She sent me a small Methodist hymn book when I was stationed at Southwold.
Mrs Jones, on the right, with her father and sister mentioned with fondness in the war diary. Good example of Dunkirk spirit towards WW2 soldiers.
Tea and croquet, Highcliffe, July 1940. Jack Cargill (pictured) and I were invited here by these ladies after Dunkirk. Jack went on to become a methodist minister at Stockton. He was a good pal. I remember during the retreat he opened his mouth too wide to yawn and his jaw locked!
Highcliffe Castle as it looked in 1940 not long after the war started.
Aug 1944. Auchmore House, Killin, Scotland, after leaving Dundee Royal Infirmary.
The Dochart in Spate, Killin, Scotland, after leaving Dundee Royal Infirmary, I was sent here to recuperate.
The Dochart in Spate, Killin, Scotland.
Aug 1944. Auchmore House, Killin, Scotland, after leaving Dundee Royal Infirmary. Bill Rear 3rd from left.
As above. The nurses knew we were about to leave so one day called us all out to take snaps of their brave soldiers.
Bill 3rd from left. Can you see the soldier 2nd left holding a nurse's hand?
Southwold, England, right on the coast. We were billeted here before D Day in requisitioned private hotels on the edge of the small town. Ed: Home of the famous Adnams Brewery. Southwold is a delightful place to visit. Lovely seaside town with a pier where Dad once saw the only troop entertainment he got in 6 years!
