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This Is My Grandad taken some time around 1935. My Grandad was in the Army for 281/2 years and he claimed to have the best days of his life there. When I joined the RAF I got in touch with my granfather as a family argument with my dad and himself caused me to not see or hear from Grandad

In many letters that my grandad wrote to me he informs me how he had a great respect for the RAF as he saw them smashing The resistance for Army in North Africa at great expense for the RAF

My Grandad  joined the Royal Artillery on the 22nd November 1917 as a British war boy entry.  And retired just after the war in 1946 as a Lieut Quartermaster.  He was commissioned from 1st Class warrant officer R.S.M where he was a surveyor and Battles Commander assistant.


As you may have worked out, he was in 2 World wars.

My grandad
my dad as a young guy
grandad in the army
He fought on the North West frontier of India and in Southern Ireland. My granfather serviced in all countries of the Middle East during the last world war.  He gained 8 medals.  NW frontier of India, Africa Star, galleon star, British war medal 1939-45 long services and good conduct medal, and defense medals.
Like I said before my grandad and my father fell out with each other.  So I lost contact with grandad (be it right or wrong) for a long time.  I got his contact address from the family and got in contact with my long lost grandad.  We met up in Jan 86 in Waterloo station.  I never seen a picture of him before but when I saw him, I knew who he was from all those crowds. Weird!



dad in the 80's
We went around London that day and I gave him a  bit of a hard time for loosing touch and asked if he would write to my dad.  He did and they got back together for his last year of  his life.  My respect for my dad for doing that for his father, as it must have been hard for him to swallow his pride as he can be a stubborn guy.
I wish I saw granddad more now when I look back of things.  But I have his letters which I treasure to this day.  

To the right is my dad and I at my cousins wedding in Petworth..  It was a nice day out and I got quite drunk once I got out of my uniform.

Me and my Dad