http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/8168691.stm I'm not even British or some war fanatic, but I always feel great respect for people like him. I've met some WW2 veterans in Finland (my grandfather was one, he lost his brother during the war) and it's a very humbling experience. This song always reminds me of WW1, although I'm pretty sure that it was originally written about the Falklands War: http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1lg9s_dire-straits-brothers-in-arms-origi_music (respect)
Not yet "The sole British survivor of the war is former seaman Claude Choules, who is aged 108 and lives in Perth, Australia. "
Harry should Have A State Funeral... Last survivor of the horrors of the trenches should have a state burial to show the Nation's respect for the Millions who died there.
LEST WE FORGET Brave young men who at the sound of a whistle went over the top to near certain death. Make you proud to be british but sad that it ever took place, as there were a lot shot for cowardice then came to light it was shell shock.
Tomi, have a listeni to... Green Fields of France by The Men That They Couldn't Hang An Irish traditional song sung & made different with anger & pride. Harry Patch & Henry Allingham RIP Just hear the audio version cos the you tube versions ar poor http://www.myspace.com/tmtch click on green fields of france on right hand side
RE: Tomi, have a listeni to... My ex loved that song, when we went to Dublin and 1 man and his guitar doing traditional songs, he asked for requests and she asked for that - he said it wasn't one he often did, nobody tended to ask for it and it was such a sad song - he played it and the place was hushed......every one loved it
For those who are interested in WWI read "Somme Mud" by E.P.F. Lynch. He was an Aussie soldier in the trenches who kept a diary of the horrors of the war.
My Grandfather was gassed on the Somme My Grandfather was gassed on the Somme,he was invalided out of the army in 1917 with his lungs knackered,not much use when you come from a mining village like Fitzwilliam.I never knew him,he died when I was a bairn,but my father said he had bad nightmares for most of his life,in the 1940's he had a piece of shrapnel removed from his scalp, he didn't know it was there till it worked its way to the surface all those years later.Although we can read about it,and have listened to chaps like Harry Patch,I doubt any of us today can begin to imagine how bad it really was.Just enduring that horror makes them all heroes for me.