Thursday, 21 May 2009


Bottom left hand corner.Taken in the mid 30s. I dont remember this photo being taken but I do remember the tent,the smell of grass inside,the diffused light and being told it was the latest and best tent as it had a flysheet.My crazy parents let us sleep in it out in the garden during the battle of Britain and waking up to the sound of dogfights overhead.

1 comment:

  1. That tent with the luxury of a flysheet sadly came to grief in 1948 on the Essex marshes in a frightening gale. It disapeared into the night, a bit inconvenient when you're in it... innit.
    The fly sheet may've been waterproof but hardly shrapnel proof! I was safe indoors.
    The tallest in the picture was badly wounded near Caen during the invasion of Normandy.