I was so lucky to get both Dad and Grandad back safe. They both had a few scary close shaves though. If Dad hadn't had a tin of bully beef in his pack to stop a decent sized lump of shrapnel, it would have embedded itself in his back instead. He said it was worth going hungry.
Igor, another bucket of Henry to toast all those we've remembered tonight, please.
And don't take any notice of them moaning about your chains - give 'em all a pair of earplugs with their drinks