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I am the youngest member of my family, my father was a very quite man, but one day he started to talking about the good old days, as he use to call them, when men were men and Londoner's were always pulling together,with any problems, he use to say a problem shared is a problem halved. Well my father joined the army before the war, he was in the middlessex military band, he started in the brass section, then was in the drum section, then the war broke out so my father was posted to be a driver, which he nicknamed his truck Doris 2. My father often got told off for this, he was a very fast driver in them days, not many men would get into his truck in peace times, but when he was posted over to France in Dunkirk, the Germans was in full force, there wasn't a man who wouldn't get into his truck. Well this is one story i can remember, the Germans were all over the place tanks, landmines, marching soldiers, all sort of things, he didn't say at the time. well my father come a cross seven soldiers, there captain and sergeant was killed and they needed to get back to there unit, so they flaged down my father, he knew he was taking a risk, he just had a feeling they was his side, as it happen they was from the gunners section. the men knew my father was a fast driver and mad one at that, they all climb in the back and one in the front. so they got under way mind you this was the dead of night, my father said it was quite ere at the time, no street light's, no sign posts to tell you where you were, they was driving along when they heard a plane above them, then a ere noise, then "BANG"all the road shot up in the air, my father pulled over to see whether there was any more planes going to drop there bombs, after being so lucky this time. he where there is one, there more to come. then my father decided to move on, but he couldn't go across by road as the road was no longer there, so he crossed a field going as fast as he could, then they see a MP check point after travelling about two miles crossing these fields, lucky it was a check point of his own country men.
The MP's said you must be the luckiest man a live or the madness, my father started to laugh. well when he stopped laughing, he said to me, we drove at maximum speed cross a mine field and lived to tell the tail. After that, when there was trouble, everyone in his unit use to fight to get into the back of his truck. my father become there good luck charm.

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