… and still it goes on …
Posted by Big John on November 11, 2007
‘The General’ by Siegfried Sassoon.
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.
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
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.
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 56 years of happy marriage.
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Posted by Big John on November 11, 2007
‘The General’ by Siegfried Sassoon.
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Red Baron said
Sadly no one listened to Sassoon or Owen about what it was really like. Preferring instead to remember a single line of Rupert Brooke and look where that got HIM.