Just read Juzzzys post and thought I would share this picture with you.
As some of you will know, my dad was in the Royal Navy during WW2. He volunteered - but he could not swim. Now I think I know where I get my habit of putting myself in potentially bad situations. Anyway, they put him on a boat. Not a big one, but the Germans did try to sink it a lot anyway.
Especially on D-day.
I was nothing personal, it was just that they objected to the allies trying to get on the beaches before them. Well you know what Germans are like about sun bathing.
So anyway, below is an LCL of the type my dad spent the war on stubbornly not getting sunk. This is also the type of boat that he and his shipmates almost stripped bare on the voyage back to the US navy dockyard when the war was over. It was only borrowed you see. (see the post "my father the thief")
And no, it's not the one in the front with wheels on - it is the one behind it.

He did once tell me a little bit about D-day. About some of the stuff that happened when they were landing the troops. I am glad it was only a little bit. Horrible.
It is amazing some of the things our grand parents or parents had to do, ordinary people having to do terrifying things. Some of them gave their lives.
Luckily for me my dad didn't.
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My grandad only ever told me about the times when they were resting and hanging around.

They went swimming. He broke a bone in his neck when he dived into a too-shallow pool. Never found out about it till he got x-rays ... in his 80's !!
I bet I've told this before