My awesome grandad flew in Wellingtons in the war. Damn, those shortages were terrible. Tell us about brilliant-stroke-rubbish grandparents.
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(, Thu 2 Jun 2011, 21:51)
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..not my grandad, but almost. My nan's first husband.
(, Mon 6 Jun 2011, 12:31, 1 reply)
That must be weird - if he hadn't been killed, you wouldn't exist...!
(, Wed 8 Jun 2011, 18:32, closed)
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