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    I was born in 1939 BC.
    That’s ‘Before Computers’.

    Luckily I survived the following events in my life, such as

    World War II, The London Blitz, Rationing, and worst of all… Archbishop Temple’s School.

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    During the mid 1950s I was enjoying Rock ‘n’ Roll and being a first generation teenager, when suddenly, just like Elvis, I found myself in uniform during ‘The Cold War’…and then

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    I became ‘a family’. Which meant that I sort of missed the ‘swinging sixties’, but still managed to look a complete prat in the 70s, just like everyone else.

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    During the ‘Thatcher Years’ I lost my hair and a lot of people lost a good deal more. My career fluctuated to say the least as I was demoted, promoted, fired and hired a number of times, but still I managed to stagger on into a welcome retirement and to celebrate 60 years of happy marriage.

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Archive for November 24th, 2007

“Better late than never”.

Posted by Big John on November 24, 2007

The postman arrived this morning with a package for me from The Ministry of Defence. Inside was a document bearing the words …

‘With the Compliments of the Under Secretary of State for Defence and Minister for Veterans’  …  ‘This HM Armed Forces Veteran’s Badge is presented to you in recognition of your service to your country’.

I suppose that ‘er Maj was too busy to present it to me herself. Still never mind, for at last my days as a national service conscript have been recognised … 

…         even if it did take 50 bloody years !     🙂

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