Broadsides – A collection of bits and pieces
"Unprovided with original learning, uninformed in the habits of thinking, unskilled in the arts of composition, I resolved to write a blog”
I don't get that big a number of hits and visits to my posts, although there are one or two exceptions. By far the post registering the most hits was's a story about being a boy on the Rock of Gibraltar during the 1950s. you can read it again, or for the first time by... Continue Reading →
Gibraltar: British families, survivors from the RMS Laconia, torpedoed by German U-Boat on the 12th September 1942 RMS Laconica was originally commissioned as an ocean-going luxury passenger ship for the Cunard line. With the outbreak of WWII she was requisitioned by the Admiralty and fitted with eight six inch guns and two three inch guns.... Continue Reading →
When I were but a lad in Gibraltar the RAF had a squadron of Shackleton bombers. Quite big beasts that resembled the old Lancaster bombers of WWII and which had a deep throaty roar as they flew over the rock out to sea. Down at Europa Point alongside the lighthouse there was a kind of... Continue Reading →
I belong to this group on Facebook, Gibraltar Old photos 2 it’s called. It a nostalgia group whose members, mostly from Gibraltar, post old photographs of life on and around and about the Rock. I lived there once and have many happy and treasured memories upon which I once contributed a piece to the site,... Continue Reading →
Gibraltar. There was an old Sherman tank to the rear of our crumbling block of flats. It served as the centre piece of a children’s play area. It was wonderful. Of course the tank’s open hatches had been welded immovable, and you couldn’t swivel the turret, or raise, or god forbid, fire the guns. But... Continue Reading →
Broadsides - A collection of bits and pieces 