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a mouth full of craters..
his lasting memory of the blitz
was one of constant toothache;
I'm telling you, mate, there wasn't
a dentist left who hadn't been bombed out
where we lived ..
Published 25th Nov 2019
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grandad
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25th Nov 2019 3:47am
25th Nov 2019 5:01pm
These are the 'side-effects' of war that get absorbed by those suffering 'in silence'. They will never be compensated - and maybe wouldn't want it anyway - and it is by such strength of spirit the world may one day be saved.
26th Nov 2019 7:37am
Dear P,
Seems a loving ode to the strength of your grandparents. Their resilience and ability to suffer the tirades of war. Bowing down to that courage! Super write! H🌷
Seems a loving ode to the strength of your grandparents. Their resilience and ability to suffer the tirades of war. Bowing down to that courage! Super write! H🌷
