3 sept 1939.
I was a full bomadier in a artillery regt from liverpool in charge of the regimental guard, and at 11am we heard the prime minister announce that we had entered into a state of war with germany.
Of course all the troops were cheering little knowing what we were letting ourselves in for.
After a few months intensive training the regt went up to a bleak spot some where in the UK and we did a few weeks firing with live ammunition
We saw near the firing range a small group of grave-stones when one of the guns that were there earlier had a premature and exploded,
hence the graves.
By a strange stroke of fate the the same thing happened to two of our guns eighteen months later in north africa.
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Hi Les I read the artical about you in the Daily Post, and have just looked at your memories blog.
I think you are a typical scouser who always has a plan, and is always ready for a bit of fun (I`m not a scouser I`m from Widnes).
I`m only 58 but a novice with computers, I`m also an electrician and would like to hear about your experiences as a spark (I was also in the merchant navy with BP Tankers, and they call electricians, Leckys there. And once we where in Portland Main USA , and the taxi driver was asking me and my mates what we did on the ship, and I said I was a Lecky, he thought I said Lacky and he had a bit of a job getting his head around it `Gee what does a Lacky do on a ship`
Well done Les, see you.
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