As always the today is the day we remember the war dead and those who fought to bring my country safe out of the shadow of tyranny
One such person was my Grandfather Watkins. He was a bomber pilot in Africa, taking on the mighty hordes of the Tank commander Rommel and his actions are told in part in this book:
He was the RAF boxing champion and after the war retired to run a post office. He died when I was 7 and was a well loved and kind man.
My other Grandfather, Jack Bell was an engineer who made the very planes that defended this country. He worked hard to play his part in the war effort and he too survived and retired down to Devon. He was an honoured and well loved man and died shortly after his 60th wedding anniversary at the age of 84.
I painted a watercolour in honour of him:
Basho & Cesca are traveling with:
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