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| Battle Of Britain Day....., | |
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| tc2324 | Sep 15 2015, 07:08 AM Post #1 |
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LCDR Tony `Banana's` Clay
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...... today. Least we forget.
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| Nikon User | Sep 15 2015, 10:12 AM Post #2 |
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"BEAVER"
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| Olde Farte | Sep 15 2015, 10:13 AM Post #3 |
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Lt. Derek 'Smurfy' Reeve
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+ 3
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| Mark M | Sep 15 2015, 10:26 AM Post #4 |
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Hawk T1
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With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children, England mourns for her dead across the sea. Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit, Fallen in the cause of the free. Solemn the drums thrill: Death august and royal Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres. There is music in the midst of desolation And a glory that shines upon our tears. They went with songs to the battle, they were young, Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow. They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted, They fell with their faces to the foe. They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning We will remember them. They mingle not with their laughing comrades again; They sit no more at familiar tables of home; They have no lot in our labour of the day-time; They sleep beyond England's foam. But where our desires are and our hopes profound, Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight, To the innermost heart of their own land they are known As the stars are known to the Night; As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust, Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain, As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness, To the end, to the end, they remain
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| DevilFish | Sep 15 2015, 11:32 AM Post #5 |
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LCDR Paul "Voodoo" Carter
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| Olde Farte | Sep 15 2015, 12:30 PM Post #6 |
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Lt. Derek 'Smurfy' Reeve
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Bought a few tears to my eyes that did. |
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| Cimmerian | Sep 15 2015, 12:43 PM Post #7 |
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Lt. Ken 'Albatros' Jeffrey
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| Cimmerian | Sep 15 2015, 02:30 PM Post #8 |
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Lt. Ken 'Albatros' Jeffrey
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We've just had six Spitfires fly over the yard on their way to do a pass over Farnborough airfield. Wonderful noise. |
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| stevescan | Sep 16 2015, 02:40 AM Post #9 |
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Airbrush master
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