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- norman freeman
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- norman freeman
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- wevelgem
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- Royal Air Force
- Article ID:听
- A2061091
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- 19 November 2003
arrived late at night,we were billitted in a glass factory. NO HOT water, bathing facilities were primitive as were toilets, but we wer young, so who cared. That night had my first glass of Belgium beer, got to likeit! Next a.m. we started work on the stripped hangers, they were in a mess, all the wiring had been pulled out, after several weeks they were workable, and our electrical got mentioned in dispatches!!! Never did get used to the smell from the fields where human manure had been sprayed, probably our own! My job was to keep the variety of planes in working order, my Belgium helper and I would check all the units we were responsible for and check batteries, and all electrical systems. The Hurricans gave us most of the trouble, trying to start them with a cartridge, which usually took several. Not very glamorous work but necessary. My big night out was a tram ride to Cortrick, not too sure of the spelling after 59 years. Local population were very friendly!!! Life got to be so comfortable after 14 months of good living I volunteered for duty in the far east, fortunately, the bomb was dropped which enambled me to come to my senses. I made friends with a lovely civilian family named Darna Boon, who fed us well, I often think of them. My closest to fear while there was our electrical officer surprising us while we were on guard duty. The biggest worry was going home to Liverpool and facing the air raids, they were scary, my poor parents suffered more than I did.I left Belgium to take a course to elevate me to group 1. The extra money was helpfull.
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