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I was a teenager living outside Belfast. I remember the Germans once over flew the city and dropped incendiaries on a large hill known locally as Scrabo. This hill was covered in heather and caused a massive fire that went on for several days.

When it was out, I went with several chums to salvage “memorabilia”. We met the home guard on the way down, and I inadvisably made the comment “Why should Britain tremble”. This didn’t go down too well, and I had to flee for my life chased by irate home guarders!

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