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Well RJ I have no idea what external forces, if not pure chance, were at work that that enabled me to be here today.

My maternal granddad survive the Great War as an artilleryman and emigrated to Oz in 1919. In 1922 he sent for his fiancé, my granny, and she travelled alone all that way to WA and had her banns read on the boat. They married the next day in Perth and travelled up to the farm in the wheat belt.

Their first baby died, then my Mum came along, followed later by my Uncle. When the depression hit they gave up the farm and moved to the UK. At 16 my Mum went to work in a private school as a nursery nurse.
At the outbreak of WW2, my Dad was a conscientious objector on religious grounds and had to go before a tribunal. He once told me he had no idea what was going to happen to him and he actually had visions of being put up against a wall and being shot. Luckily he was put to work on a smallholding as part of the Land Army, billeted in the turret of the school building where my Mum worked. They met, fell in love, and married after the war.

My Uncle's first marriage failed but he later remarried whereupon I gained two new cousins. The youngest was eleven and was sweet on me despite me being ten years older. Years later when she was seventeen she asked me out.

The rest is history.

I don't believe in a master plan of some all powerful being, but it would have only taken one single change to that chain of events and I wouldn't be here now, blissfully married to the love of my life.

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I was watching some Ghost films that I recorded last night.
My Paternal Grandfather that died in the East end of London during WW2, was a signalman, I watched intently trying to imagine how things were way back. The Signalman by Dickens was the film.

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BUGGER.

I put my camouflage jacket down-and now I can't find it!

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That's nowt. The Yanks have lost a whole squadron of stealth fighters.

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I lost a bit of onion down the back of my cooker.
I also see someone lost their oil tankers.

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What, down the back of your Cooker?

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An Irish band was just on the telly, whom I am not normally endeared to, but, this one track is quite good, so I said to the wife, I don't usually like U2, didn't go down to well.

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tsk tsk would you believe my nurse Gillian had the same problem with the vanishing cream I gave her?

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OOER Could be she misunderstood my gift.

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Yes, when I was cooking Chinese.
Not that it has anything to do with it.