I was ninteen years of age and the date was 1 September 19 39.
I went to work that morning as usual but when lunch time came every one on
The building site where I was working at the time was given the sack.
So off I went home and found waiting for me my calling up papers to report
To my regiment
My brother and myself were really excited threw our uniforms on and dashed
Round to the barracks where all our comrades where waiting.
The following day we went to Tattenhall were we all split up into various
billets.
Some where put in a cowshed a few where put in a Manse and we finished
up in a stable called the Rookery.
It was a severe winter and be had snowdrifts several feet high.
One day just after christmas we had to march to a railway station in Tarporley
which was about ten miles to see our parent Regiment off to france,
After seeing them off we marched back to Tattenhall, and the Colonel
bought us all a half pint of beer
