Different Heroes…

For last year’s Remembrance Day…


I had meant to do this post for Remembrance Day, but didn’t quite get to it…

My mum tells a story about the first meeting between her parents and my dad’s parents; it sounds like one of those situations where you wouldn’t even want to be a fly on the wall. Once you have read through this post, you may understand that what was always going to be an uncomfortable meeting went to a new level of awkwardness when my mum’s dad asked my dad’s dad, ‘What did you do during the war?’…

At the age of 23 my mum’s dad Ronald Frederick Taylor went to war – although not a trained doctor he joined the Royal Army Medical Corps. He delighted in telling us the story about the first time he was in attendance at an amputation; the surgeon removed and handed the leg to my grandad who promptly passed out. He awoke…

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