Monthly Archives November 2014

Remembrance: Courage

Every year around this time I think about writing a piece for Remembrance Day, and every year I reach the conclusion that for me nothing can better express the need for remembrance than my father’s words, written in the year 2000 as a reflection on his own experience during the Second World War. In 1944, having volunteered for the Royal Navy at the age of eighteen, a

Remembrance: Mustard Gas, 1918

My grandfather, Arthur “Geoff” Christie, fought in the First World War, in France, as a member of the cycle-mounted infantry. He was a victim of early chemical warfare, blinded during a mustard gas attack in 1918. He was sent to England where he convalesced at a country estate-turned-hospital and, thankfully, his eyesight returned. My grandfather spoke little of his wartime experiences. As a child I thought it