“Someone is thinking of you”

  As some might gather from my previous blog my father died in February after a short illness. He was 93. Some might say it was a good age, and indeed it is, but it’s still a shock when it happens. Some might also say that writing a blog about it is ‘just not on’ as the English say, and I can appreciate that but then I want as many people as possible to know about him. So I’ve had a short intermission and this will be the only blog about him from now on, so you can click-off from … Continue reading “Someone is thinking of you”

Zetrud Lumay

On the left an image from a photo on a postcard from 1944 of a small street in Belgium where my father was billeted during the battle to regain Belgium in World War 2. On the right , the same street yesterday. My father was in the Welsh Guards and in the 1st Battalion Guards Armoured Division that liberated Brussels. They passed through here later. Dad is now 91 and his memories of the time are clearer than ever. He stayed here with a Belgian family. We are looking for them…more on this later Continue reading Zetrud Lumay