11th Hour of the 11th Day of the 11th Month.........

 Armistice

If I should die, think only this of me:
That there’s some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam,
A body of England’s, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home …

These belonged to my great-grandfather.  He was a WW1 Horse Driver.  He came back but the war affected him so much he turned to drink....

My grandfather William Prentice, he came home from WW2, many didn't. He survived Dunkirk by swimming out to the Royal Daffodil which was a flat bottomed ferryboat. The Daffodil was hit but it but it also survived.

My grandfather Albert Sullivan.  He was in a reserved occupation working in a factory in Tottenham called Lebus Brothers.  He made the CC41 furniture.  He was also in the home guard and a fire watcher.

The medals shewn above belonged to his father-in-law.