My gran was utterly claustrophobic from WWIIShe heard a doodlebug cut out, legged it into the underground, and when they came out they were climbing over rubble and bodies. She couldn't even get in a lift after that - car journeys were a chore.
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Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob,
Thu 8 Jan 2009, 16:26,
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blimeys'funny how all the old dears and duffers that went through all that are freezing themselves to death now and nobody's bothered :(
my great-uncle signed up for the RAF in 1939 as a night-fighter - he never got shot down, but never went in a plane again after the war
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(my great-uncle signed up for the RAF in 1939 as a night-fighter - he never got shot down, but never went in a plane again after the war
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Mighty Nibus who dares gins | @nibus,
Thu 8 Jan 2009, 16:29,
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