different reactions
My maternal grandad was in the merchant navy (stop sniggering at the back) but never talked to anyone about the war. The only things we know were that he missed his ship home from america once and it was sank on that return leg, killing all of his friends. That and he was somehow shot through the arm and a german surgeon put his disintegrated elbow back together. We only found out that much since my eldest uncle once got him shitfaced.

My paternal grandad however, before his mind turned to custard he'd share his wartime anecdotes with anyone who'd listen. He'd been a cook in north africa after the nasty stuff was finished and didn't encounter any 'real action'.

We all talk bollocks on the internet but you don't hear much from the poor fucks who've actually had to kill people and deal with it.
(Greencloud Wanted to go fishing on, Mon 6 Jun 2011, 18:02, 3 replies)

Bloody Hell!
How bad was his cooking?!?
(Vice Admiral Sir Charles Cockbrush KCB MBE DSO, who is finding it increasingly difficult to log into b3ta.com wants to duck your aunt and kick your puppy, Mon 6 Jun 2011, 18:07, closed)

Your paternal granddad was Uncle Albert
AICMFP
( Snappyuk gets BIGGER with free sample., Mon 6 Jun 2011, 19:47, closed)

My paternal grandfather took the opinion that
watching your best friend's head explode was traumatic enough the first time, without reliving it with his kids and grandkids.

On the other hand, I met a guy who had been serving in Iraq, and was really enjoying himself.

I guess that if all you want in life is peace, war is hell but, if all you want is to stick knives into people, war is bliss.
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Tue 7 Jun 2011, 10:24, closed)