I’ve got round Daz’s problem of people not spelling my surname correctly. It is Mears, and that is the correct spelling, but with my Black Country accent I get “is it M E E R S?” “Or M I E R S, or M A E E R S or M E I R S?” At that point, I normally tell them to simply write Me Arse and cross the ‘e’ off the end. Works every time.
Things that ‘get me goat’ as Snapper might say include:
Injustice
Friends that turn out not to be
Lies
The realisation that my personal limitations are now a lot narrower than they used to be.
Inanity.
I’ve also had a similar experience to what Snaps mentioned earlier so I can relate wholly to that, not being able to change things. And the other side of the coin, Snaps will probably know what I mean about not being allowed to change the things you know you could.
Regards,
kev35
Stabbed twice while working, once with a knife AND fork! Knocked unconscious three times while working and received a broken nose and wrist. Also hit with a tricycle which did a bit of damage.
Most dangerous thing has to be Legends 2003 when Snapper ran from one end of the airfield to the other when pushing me in my wheelchair screaming “Get out of the waaayyyyyyy!” The other also involved Snapper’s mistaken assumption that the easiest way to get a wheelchair up a flight of steps was to run at them as fast as possible and hope for the best. The best is a sickening thud as victim exits wheelchair!
I suppose the most dangerous thing was having to recover patients from a fire. All turned out ok in the end but ’twas a trifle scary.
Regards,
kev35
Had the same problem with an optical mouse but NO problems at all since moving to a trackball. Can reccomend trackballs to anyone with mobility problems with their arms shoulders and neck.
Regards,
kev35
If you want a return to a moderation free rabble guys keep it up.
Why Allen? You have done a magnificent job on the Commercial forum. It seems that on GD maybe one of the moderators is a significant part of the rabble and I shall be taking this issue up privately with the Webmaster.
Regards,
kev35
Truly wonderful piece of television. I can forgive the makers the repetetive commentary. As others have said, it was worth watching purely for the reaction of the guy in the Harvard over Gransden Lodge and the Airbus pilot on the W/Op’s seat. that and the stunning air to air of the Harvard. Anything that will make people pause and reflect on our history is most welcome.
Regards,
kev35
I’m here.
Took ten minutes to get to this reply screen though and can’t access historic.
Regards,
kev35
My dad was 13 at the time and acted as a runner in the Civil Defence. On the night the word “Coventrated” was added to our vocabulary, he sat with a driver on top of Barr Beacon watching Coventry burn. He was going in to Coventry with a lorry load of supplies the next morning but was prevented from doing so because of his age. He has never forgotten the sight and his anger towards the Germans remained strong for many years after the war.
Regards,
kev35
I know dragging old threads back up is frowned upon but over the last 18 months there has been a surge in new members who I thought might find this interesting.
Mark (Snapper) tolde me when this thread was current that as Sgt. Crabtree had no next of kin and although from London was buried in the nearest Cemetery to the crash, that I was probably the first person to visit his grave purely because it was him and not by accident. That had quite a sobering effect on me and is something I have never forgot. I visited him again on Sunday and the thoughts ran through my head that he deserves to be remembered for who he was and what he did. I need to find more about what happened to the rest of the crew so if anyone wants to take up the challenge go ahead.
There’s also a couple of photo’s. The flowers are from my Dad who is himself 77. I told him the story and he said if no-one else can lay flowers for him he’d like to.
Sorry if bringing this back to the top annoys anyone.
Regards,
kev35
Great photo’s, hope you don’t mind me adding these. Three from Walsall Cenotaph and three from Witton Cemetery.
Someone mentioned Air Cadets on the Runnymede Memorial. Here’s one who does have a grave.
Regards,
kev35
20,000,000 passengers a year. With a wheelchair levy of 50p per passenger. That amounts to a whopping £10,000,000!!! Now, how many wheelchairs have RYANAIR purchased with this £10,000,000 and how much is clear, unmitigated profiteering which Ryanair wish to make the customer believe is down to disabled people?
It’s absolute rubbish.
I’ve flown with then once, they were ok, nothing special but for a flight from Pau to Stansted for just over £20 I couldn’t complain. But, this 50p tarriff they’ve added has no justification whatsoever in reality.
Regards,
kev35
20,000,000 passengers a year. With a wheelchair levy of 50p per passenger. That amounts to a whopping £10,000,000!!! Now, how many wheelchairs have RYANAIR purchased with this £10,000,000 and how much is clear, unmitigated profiteering which Ryanair wish to make the customer believe is down to disabled people?
It’s absolute rubbish.
I’ve flown with then once, they were ok, nothing special but for a flight from Pau to Stansted for just over £20 I couldn’t complain. But, this 50p tarriff they’ve added has no justification whatsoever in reality.
Regards,
kev35
To consolidate the friendships I have and spend more time with the people I care for.
To do honour to the men of 37 Squadron.
To do justice to the work of the late Frank Sullivan.
To try and spend less time in the wheelchair.
For 2005 to be as enlightening and rewarding to me as 2004 has been.
To continue trying to perpetuate the memories of those who have gone before.
To see my friends and their families grow and prosper, and to be happy.
Regards,
kev35
37 Squadron Detachment, Menidi, Greece, 1941.
A number of them would not survive the next few months.
Regards,
kev35
I know most of us on here think about that sacrifice for a lot more than two minutes a year. EN830 with the work he does in Jersey, Snapper and the selfless way he gave us the opportunity to remember Johnny, Babe and Francois, and the countless others who each in their own way are trying to give just a little something back.
Last night I was re-reading my notes and cross-checking with the 37 Squadron ORB and it suddenly struck me, harder than ever before. I was reading about a particularly hard period for the Squadron and the losses incurred. Reading lists of casualties and the almost clinical way in which the ORB recorded these incidents. I realised they were no longer just names, they were much more. The archive of reminiscences I have access to gave these names form, character, identity.
My turn to say thank you publicly comes next April when the Squadron history is launched. I wrote to one of the Veterans recently asking if he would consider signing books with me at the launch. His answer? “I would be honoured to sit alongside you.” Here I am, the most dangerous and selfless act I have ever done in my life is fetching someone’s shopping for them, and this man, who will be 89 considers it an honour to sit next to me?
No, they will NEVER be forgotten, we have to make sure of that.
And the Veteran’s name…… Wing Commander Ken wallis.
Regards,
kev35
On an island packed with service personnel didn’t anyone attemmpt to shoot whatever it was?
Regards,
kev35