Here is my grandmother Helena aka Nelly Bullen. When war broke out her father was Head Gardener for an estate in or near Hascombe, Surrey. Lots of the men on the estate went off to war and my grandmother was asked to learn to drive so she could act as chaffeur, family myth is that […]

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Lest we forget…

As a teenager, way back when in the late seventies I was hanging out in the town centre on Remembrance Sunday, we’d heard the church bells and wandered over to the market square just as the tail end of the procession went by, there were a scattering of friends and family huddled by the war […]

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