大象传媒

Like many others, I was born at the beginning of the war (1940) and following my fathers imminent and uncertain departure for his own contributions to the war effort. Through the early forties, my father ran the gauntlet of attacks from submarine and aircraft during his many trips aboard the merchant colliers carrying coals from Newcastle and the Northern ports to many destinations in the South, including London. I remember him coming home bearing whatever goodies he could glean from his travels and other ships. I still hve an old green tin which came stuffed with Horliks tablets, quite a treat. This and other memories of my early days and of my fathers exploits, some quite heroic, I hope to add to the store of experiences we of my generation share.