I woke at one this morning after going to bed before nine.
On Remembrance Sunday I thought of my dear dad, sadly no longer with us.
Finbar’s words express far better than I could what a wonderful father he was:
As a Tail Gunner with a Lancaster crew, he flew over 40 missions. When I thought about what ‘ops’ I would be on today my mission became clear: to travel to Coventry to hold my mum and my brother’s hand. Mum has vascular dementia, John has Alzheimer’s. It is possible that neither of them will recognise me. However, I know I’ll remember them and it’s what dad would have wanted.
I’ll be setting off shortly and may post more when I arrive at my hotel in Coventry.