Sunday, November 8, 2015

We shall remember them...



WW1
Great Uncle Harry... He survived whoo hoo



WW2
Dad and Uncle Norm survived ...




Uncle Col  ....

Sadly did not...

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from an old gravestone

If you hold your nose to the Grindstone
and you leave it there long enough,
Then soon you'll say
there's no such things
as brooks that babble
and birds that sing,
these three will all your world compose,
just you, the stone and your poor old nose.

(from memory so may not be word perfect)