We were two songs in on Monday night before our special guest deigned to talk to us, fixing us with something of a 1,000-yard stare while sussing out his audience before announcing, ‘You’re not getting any younger either’. 893 more words
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On November 11, my father would take us where the veterans were, and we would listen. First, there were stories. Then they would sing.
I always knew this tune as part of a medley sung by Dame Vera Lynn, along with Hang Out The Washing On The Siegfried Line and Kiss Me Goodnight, Sergeant-Major.308 more words