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I suppose it comes to us all - the sudden realization that we are getting old. 76 is not much of an age these days but when I reminisce, as you do more with age, about past times, particularly 'The War', you realise that so many people not much younger than yourself know little about that awful 1939-45 experience. And I realise that although I was just 10 when war broke out I have many vivid recollections which will all too soon (without being morbid) be lost forever unless I get them down somewhere.

My family lived on the Flower Estate in Sheffield from when it was first built until we we 'Bombed Out' from it during the Sheffield Blitz on 12th/15th December, 1940. After the War we moved to Sussex and then I served in Cyprus and other overseas teritories for many years but am now retired. My wife and I, and our children and grandchildren all live in Sussex.