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What a life

I feel that I have to tell a little more about me.  I am 68 years old and I almost died in my infancy; not through illness it was more to do with an attempt on my life.  As I said in my first blog, "No names, no pack drill," But a member of a certain fascist army tried to murder me and my Mam, by dropping a bomb on our house. Dad was away in the army; I believe he was stationed near Hull Yorkshire where he worked in the cookhouse; I know this because he was very proud when an officer commended him for his tasty Yorkshire Puddings...although he was a Lincolnshire man he made the best Yorkie puddings in camp. However, he was not mentioned in dispatches.  Grandad was in the First World War and got shot in the leg on the Somme, so I suppose Dad decided to keep his head down in the cookhouse where they appreciated him and didn't shoot at him.  I was born with a lazy eye and when I went to school the teachers said that my eye matched up with the rest of me because I was too l