“I love eggs! poached , fried  boiled or scrambled  I could have it for breakfast , lunch ,dinner  and tea.

and then the war began…”

This is my story

It was in “The Boy’s Own ” comic that I read about the RAF getting real fried eggs for breakfast . That made my mind up!  I was  trained to be one of Churchill ‘s boys

How you can get through

You need to be a certain height  to get in. You’re not allowed to wear glasses.  You can not have medical issues or it would be difficult to get in.  You have to be a certain age or it  will be difficult for you to get though .

What we do

We have a laugh- we play cards and sports,  we have nights out in town  and hold parties in cafes.  We sing silly songs and act like a goat.  We play the piano.  We relax, have  sandwiches and hot drinks   and we live our lives to  play football..

The war

I thought I saw fireworks . but in fact I heard a bomb explode –   clang.. bash. boom.  The aircraft was filthy and  smoky.  Paddy found me in a pool of blood.

The RAF hospital

After the accident , I was rushed to the hospital.    I woke up on Christmas day in the hospital.  I could have lost my head.  The war ended six months later …