“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 …