A Different Time

It has to be a bank holiday, it rained. After L did a fitness class in the morning, I met up with her and we did a couple of hours clearance at her mom’s house. 

We came across this enlistment notice for National Service that her dad received in 1957. It really was of a different time, and I find it difficult to comprehend it being around when I was younger. And it was just two weeks notice to present yourself at the local barracks!