There's something about the mountain air. Tonight, I met up again with Geoff Baldwin and with Wikky and Geoff's wife, and with Phillip, who's a bloke who spends his life helping veterans. They are the most amazing people. Phillip asked me, would I want to say something tomorrow at the memorial. They kept slipping and … Continue reading Tamborine Mountain
The is something in the air on Tamborine Mountain. It feels like the stars are in alignment. My hostess here, Sandy, and I have things in common, to the degree where it is spooky. We both planted lavender bushes on our great grandmother's grave. My name is Ceridwen. My favourite goddess is hestia, who gave … Continue reading Mountain Air
Too exhausted to write much, but just to say, I came to realise many of my perceptiond about Australia were, well... limited. My first realisation of was that in fact, crossing Oz in a plane takes six hours, rather than the six minutes I had supposed, meaning that in fact, Australia is contingent sized rather … Continue reading Arrived!
Dennis' army record show him arriving in Italy in September 1943. The regimental diaries, however, suggest that he may have gone later than this. He departed from Bizerta, and landed in Naples. The regimental diaries below should illustrate my confusion about when he left North Africa. By November 1943, Dennis was "in action" in Italy. … Continue reading September 1943, Italy. Two injuries, scarlet fever, and the king visits again
The 59th Heavy Anti Aircraft regiment arrives in Algiers and undertakes exercises. Bone is a small, picturesque town outside Algiers, now known as Annaba ( Annaba (Arabic: عنّابة lit "Jujube Town", Berber languages: Aânavaen). Below is a view of the sea coast. This is a map of Annaba from Google Images Map of Bone from … Continue reading December 1942-September 1943. North African Campaign, the Battle of Tunis, and the King’s visit.