“M Mother” was past the dam, nose up, straining for height, so the crew could bale out, when the tanks blew up with an orange flare, a wing ripped away and the bomber spun to the ground in burning bouncing… Read More ›
PLACES
Colditz: Where the imagination soars
The town felt much like any other German suburb, and I had seen more imposing castles in the past than the one that we were approaching. It was dark. It was cold. I was hungry, but I didn’t mind. This… Read More ›
Home: Winston Churchill’s Place for Action
“We shape our buildings and afterwards our buildings shape us,” said Winston Churchill of the House of Commons. The dictum surely applies to Chartwell Manor in Kent, his home for over forty years, where still today something of his spirit… Read More ›
Crossing Paths with the Past
I had never met this man but I knew a great deal about him. He was an ordinary bloke, much like any other, yet I had travelled far to visit him.
William J Hood 