Stories categorised in 'France'. These stories may contain references to other themes.
I wear my poppy with pride and my 19-month-old daughter wore hers on Remembrance Day, and watched on TV the...
Little yellow flags After a wet landing at Gold Beach, Normandy, we recovered briefly behind the dunes then...
My grandmother, Gladys Van Halle, nee Alvin, originally from Yorkshire, had married a Belgian with an...
On their retreat back to Dunkirk they withdrew from some farm buildings leaving two of their number behind...
When the coded message was received, we were told to get into the landing craft, which was supposed to take...
The patrols included the areas of Briquessard, La Paumerie, Livre, Cahagnes, Tilly sur Seulles, and the...
After a tiring and anxious journey, not knowing where the Germans were, they reached the coast well to the...
During my childhood, my twin brother and I were familiar with the the odd remnants of 'Bomb...
D-Day+2 They sailed from the south coast and arrived on the beaches on D-Day+2. Grandad was told by the...
We anchored in Dunkirk harbour on Hydrophone watch ad heard large explosion , went on upper deck and saw...
Dear Mum and Dad. Well Dad, all I can say is, if jerry can't do better, he'd better pack in, for if...
Dawn of D-Day As D-Day dawned we were stiff and sore having slept on groundsheets on the floor of the LCT....
In 1940, as an officer in the Essex Regiment, he was billeted with a family named Venville, in the village...
A helping hand for refugees It was while they were moving inland that his company met with French refugees...
We were sailing from Sydney to Wellington, in the Tasman Sea, when attacked by a German converted Merchant...
The point of my writing to you in this context is to point out that it was Goddard who was sent back...
Christmas Eve 1944, Unit, Parachute Regiment 8th Battalion — Salisbury Plain. Sergeant said we would...
My father, a stretcher bearer with 1st btn, the Highland Light Infantry, sailed to the Normandy beaches on...
Young and inexperienced, as we lads were at that time of life, we found the journey interesting and...
Equipment appeared like magic, hitherto long sought-after essentials were there for the asking, leather...
My father, John McCredie, was a Royal Marine who served initially on HMS Birmingham and then from El...
He and his gun were stationed - along with another 18-pounder from the battery - in a farmyard on the...
Locking the door of our flat, and just in the clothes we were wearing, my mother grabbed her handbag, my...
My father was a medical orderly and after a year in Belgium under fire was finally in action on the Beaches...
A message flashed across the screen "would all territorial army personnel report for duty". My dad...
The only dry road through the village was occupied by the Germans so we stopped and a sergeant went to the...
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