Brothers in arms.

Watch a different Remembrance service in Whitehall this morning, but good nevertheless. I missed going to the service at the cenotaph in town, something I have done for so many years. This is a photo of my Dad (in the RAF uniform) with his three brothers. All four were called up. my dad was the first to go, and they met up in North Africa which was purely by chance as their units were operational in the desert at the same time. All four of them were lucky enough to come home, and they all had so many stories to tell. We will never forget.  My extra photo is of my dad's medals.