Tuesday 24 March 2015

ECLIPSE




Was really looking forward to the eclipse, but it was just a stinking day, with heavy cloud.
Took these pictures 10 minutes apart on top of the roof of the Celtic, but you can see nothing.
It went a bit darker, and colder, and that was it.


Thursday 19 March 2015

SOUTH ATLANTIC MEDAL



Today was the France Nord Royal Navy 
Association AGM at the 13 Assiettes, Pontaubault.
A great day for me as I was presented with my 
South Atlantic medal by Ray Yeowell,
a survivor of "The Yangtzee Incident"
on
HMS Amethyst in 1949.


I was on HMS Southampton during the Falklands Campaign,
and we arrived shortly after the ceasefire, or should I
say, Victory over the Argentinians.


The qualification period for the medal was extended
to 21st October 1982, hence my award.


I was down south for 5 months in defence watches
on the Southampton. 8 hours on, 8 hours off.
Although we never saw action, we were involved in much clearing up, and the securing of the exclusion zone.
With a few scares of air attack in between.
I share the honour of this medal with my fellow
shipmates.
But most of all with my best run ashore oppo, Brian "Jock" Malcolm who died on HMS Glamorgan,
and remains on patrol.

Sunday 15 March 2015

ST PATRICK's DINNER


We went to St Patrick's bar in Dinan to attend
a St Patrick's dinner on Saturday night.
Potato and leek soup.
Steak and ale pie.
Bailey's cheesecake.
A bit overpriced at 25 euros, but a decent enough 
night with good blues night with Rob and the band.


JOYS OF SPRING



Great that the hunt season has finished.
Always having to keep a sharp eye
on the dogs for half cut Frenchmen
with shot guns.


Now the countryside is our own again for
good long walks


Saturday 7 March 2015

ANCESTORS



Found out what happened to Great, great, great, great Uncle Nick.
He was a bad'un and was executed at Bodmin Prison.

MARIE BACK IN THE UK



Marie went back to Cornwall for her father's (Eric)
80th's birthday.
A good celebration with Sunday lunch at the Ship in Par.


Now, deepest darkest Cornwall is a strange place where local Royal Marines breast feed children.


Birthday Boy Eric enjoying the party.


During the week Marie went to Bodmin Jail where the past caught up on her.

Tuesday 3 March 2015

VISITOR


This chap has been keeping me and the dogs awake at night.
Obviously squaking out for a mate, he is 
at his loudest from 9pm till 4am.
Who needs an alarm clock?