Joining the dots.
WW2 was still a big influence on life when I was born. I suppose it wasn’t much more than a decade and a half earlier, but its effects were still all around. Many of the houses near my childhood home were inhabited by single women, and many of those had been widowed by the war. Local fishing boats often lost nets when they snagged old mines. There were constant stories of these being shot to make them explode, resulting in complaints from the fishermen who lost nets as a result. There were occasional problems with the souvenirs (Well, it was assumed to have been a souvenir, but I do wonder about that), that the servicemen brought home too, as below. By the mid 70’s when I was in my teens but still at school, the troubles were of course at their rampant worst. You would think that in such a situation, our local Police would take explosives seriously, but …….. On a beautiful summer’s day during the school holidays, I arrived ho...