< Previous page | You are on page 1 of 1 | Next page > Stories categorised in 'Fred's WWII by John Fred Roberts'. These stories may contain references to other themes. More storiesThey in turn authorised our continued journey to Morecamb on the next train with the station bloke, and... It was at Manston that I learned another valuable lesson of life, We were on that sacred square of every... The campsite was at the base of a big hill and the first thing we had to do each morning before breakfast... It was in Douai that my Pal Frank and I met this Lady whose husband had been in the first world war,... |