The marking of D-Day this year made me think of a trip I took with my dad and some other veterans in 2001 to the beaches of France. We hired a coach and headed to Sword Beach (which stretched from Ouistreham to Saint-Aubin-sur-Mer), near the town of Caen, the objective for the British 3rd Infantry Division. It was moving to walk and talk our way around a place that had such (still) vivid memories for them. So, thinking of those things, here’s something based on a reading that I gave at Bill’s funeral, about his experiences in the war and his enduring love of music, and those that made it.
Five Things I Saw & Heard This Week 
Hi Martin – I tried to post this on your website but it asked me too many questions on logging in via my wordpress account etc so I’ll have to settlefor simply sharing with you. Lovely post, Martin. Even more touching to read it on the day the world learned we had lost Dr John – surely one of the last of the generation who learnt their lore from those 78s you write so eloquently about. Best Garth
Wow! Wonderful.